Harrison's voice was as smooth and warm as ever, familiar yet distant.

Kaitlyn froze, and as she descended the steps of the courthouse, led by Vivienne's firm grip, she couldn't help but glance up.

Just then, Harrison approached them.

Their eyes met, both pairs filled with a mix of recognition and estrangement. A moment of shock passed between them-how could it be her? How could it be him?

The late summer breeze was cool.

The night air, tinged with a hint of moisture, seeped into Kaitlyn's body, sending shivers down to her bones, yet fanning the flames of her burning hatred even more fiercely.

Her eyes, swollen from crying, were invaded by streaks of crimson rage. Her slender hand, veins protruding, clenched into a fist. She drew in a deep breath of the cool air and managed to force out one name, "Harrison!"

The hatred in her voice was hoarse, eerily reminiscent of a vengeful spirit's howl from the depths of hell.

Harrison's expression was cool, his presence slightly imposing.

The face that hadn't changed over the years swept over Kaitlyn.

The former belle of Rivenwood, once courted by countless heirs, now looked no different from any ordinary woman you'd pass on the street.

His brow furrowed, his eyes devoid of guilt, he looked past Kaitlyn as if she were a stranger.

He walked calmly to Sophie and said in a low voice, "Let's head back."

Sophie, feigning ignorance, glanced at Kaitlyn. "Do you know my brother-in-law?"

Kaitlyn scoffed, knowing was an understatement.

Harrison limb from limb to quench the hatred in

their car and turned back

stood out in his

the familiar name. He pursed his

and heard Sophie's insincere query.

"Harrison!"

Seeing that face, identical to the one in the photos, and noting the unmistakable loathing on Kaitlyn's face, she understood what had transpired. "Ms. Abernathy, you're saying you don't know what your own brother-in-law has done? Seems like you're not

Sophie, whose own eyes were well hidden

I know what my brother-in-law did before? Unlike Ms. Hawthorn, I heard

much gossip does affect one's intelligence. I've always been your fiancé, but for some reason, some fools keep linking me with other women.

even needing to look to know

look at them!" Sophie's jealousy bubbled up as she tugged at Harrison's sleeve, not daring to confront Vivienne or Percival

on Kaitlyn. "I just helped Kaitlyn, and to

eyes finally rested on Kaitlyn. "Mrs. Littleton, I didn't expect that after all these years, you've lost even this basic decorum.

sharp as knives. "Mrs. Littleton, I expect you to apologize

her heart felt as if it had been struck hard. The pain turned her face pale, her lips

Harrison had turned to nothing

of her misplaced trust causing her parents' downfall still

you're still as despicable as you

voice low and firm, "That's no excuse to avoid

the grace of a hawk taking flight. In a swift motion, she seemed

caught off guard, was

"Ah!"

filled with contempt as

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