The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 761

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.

from limb to quench the

to their

Harrison stood out in his crisp blue

police station, overheard the familiar name. He pursed his lips and stepped out to see what

heard Sophie's insincere query. His gaze

"Harrison!"

photos, and noting the unmistakable loathing on Kaitlyn's face, she

fixed coldly on Sophie, whose

for my sister. I'm not her, how would I know what my brother-in-law

"Vivienne, you were right. Too much gossip does affect one's intelligence. I've always been your fiancé, but for some reason, some fools keep

even needing to look to know Sophie's expression had soured. "You probably

tugged at

Kaitlyn. "I just helped Kaitlyn, and to think, her friend Ms. Hawthorn would treat me like

lost even this basic decorum. Sophie has helped you, and you allow these two to slander her?" "Harrison!" Rafferty's voice was cold,

sharp as knives. "Mrs.

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

feelings for Harrison

the thought of her misplaced trust causing her parents' downfall still twisted her heart with

as you were

subtly, his voice low and firm, "That's no excuse

steps with the grace of a hawk taking flight. In a swift motion, she seemed to soar, spinning in mid-air, her foot connecting with Harrison's

guard, was

"Ah!"

gaze filled with contempt as

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