The Million-Dollar Heart (Percival and Vivienne) novel 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.

If possible, she would tear Harrison limb from limb to quench the hatred in her heart.

Vivienne and Percival had escorted the elders to their car and turned back upon realizing Kaitlyn hadn't followed.

Under the spotlight, Harrison stood out in his crisp blue shirt, his demeanor cool and detached.

Rafferty, still in the police station, overheard the familiar name. He pursed his lips and stepped out to see what was happening.

Sure enough, he spotted Harrison and heard Sophie's insincere query. His gaze swept over them coldly.

"Harrison!"

Vivienne had never met Harrison, but she had seen his file. 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 that well-regarded at home either."

Her eyes narrowed as they fixed coldly on Sophie, whose own eyes were well hidden in the night's shadows.

Sophie pouted, appearing wronged. "That was a marriage arranged by my father for my sister. I'm not her, how would I know what my brother-in-law did before? Unlike Ms. Hawthorn, I heard Mr. Ellington was engaged to your sister before, but now he's suddenly your fiancé?"

Percival's gaze softened as he looked at his wife. "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 linking me with other women. Can I sue them for defamation?"

Vivienne smiled, not even needing to look to know Sophie's expression had soured. "You probably could."

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

Her gaze fell on Kaitlyn. "I just helped Kaitlyn, and to think, her friend Ms. Hawthorn would treat me like this."

Sophie had long harbored a grudge against Harrison, and seeing him getting his comeuppance today was a guilty pleasure. However, her delight was soured by the sight of Vivienne being shielded by Percival.

Blinking back tears, she blurted out, "Ms. Hawthorn, how could you? Aren't you afraid of starting a feud between the Abernathys and the Ellingtons?"

Kaitlyn sized up Sophie with a scoff and stepped beside Vivienne, "A lapdog that does nothing but cling to the Grimshaws' coattails has no business comparing themselves to the Ellingtons."

Her gaze, filled with malice, swept over Harrison, "Your family sure lives up to its name, a pack of ungrateful, opportunistic mongrels! No wonder your father got you hitched to Victoria. Birds of a feather flock together, and today I've seen enough."

Her eyes landed on Harrison like daggers.

Warily, Harrison took a step back, "What are you planning to do?"

Once upon a time, Kaitlyn was a top-tier prodigy from an ancient warrior lineage. If she decided to take a swing at him now...

Someone like Sophie wouldn't be able to protect him.

And Rafferty, that two-timing weasel, would be even less likely to help!

Kaitlyn, seeing his reaction, actually laughed. She laughed at Harrison's cowardice and at her own past foolishness, "Harrison, just you wait. One day, I'll claim back everything you've gambled on me a thousandfold. We'll settle that account slowly."

If it weren't for more pressing matters, she would've loved to plant her foot on Harrison's face, just as Vivienne had. But she couldn't afford to!

Julian and Sadie were injured and needed urgent care. They couldn't afford to waste time here, "Vivienne, let's go."

Vivienne nodded and, as she turned to leave, her piercing gaze swept once more over Harrison and Sophie.

Both felt a shiver down their spines.