When the Boss’ Lady Became His Sister-in-law

Chapter 1

Outside the prison of Silvergrove City.

“After you get out, don’t look back. Live a good life.” A police officer said.

Kristin Turner looked back and bowed, shivering in the biting cold wind.

It had been five years.

She was just 21 when she was locked up.

“Get in the car.

A black Maybach parked by the roadside, the man’s voice icy cold.

He was the brother Kristin had called for twenty–one years, only to find they weren’t blood–related.

“Brother…” Kristin’s voice was hoarse, her head lowered awkwardly.

“Don’t call me like that again. It makes me sick,” Clarence Turner’s face darkened, glancing at his watch. “You’ve stolen twenty–one years of my sister’s life and made her endure humiliation in that home. Who the hell do you think you are to call me brother?”

Kristin’s chapped lips twitched, but in the end, she said nothing.

Kristin, the only darling daughter of the Turner family in Silvergrove City, turned out to be the nanny’s child. And the real Ms. Turner was swapped out by the nanny.

“I’m sorry.” After a long silence, Kristin apologized in a raspy voice.

Framed for extortion, she learned to be submissive in prison and apologize to survive. She could beg for mercy at any minute.

Once, she was the exalted Ms. Turner, adored by her brother and cherished by her parents.

Ms. Turner burst into her life one day, looking

a criminal overnight, and she became the impostor who stole a life of wealth, the laughingstock

choice when she was switched

saying sorry and five years in prison can compensate for all the hurt your family

car.”

didn’t even want to touch

to love holding her and saying, “Our Kris is the

Kristin gave a bitter smile, stepping back, afraid to get in the

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sizing up Kristin.

twenty–one years, fragile as

pale, and thin, pitifully

a rough time

a ferocious look. “Ruby had an accident. Are you happy now? You

froze. Suddenly, she was

brother come to pick her up when the entire Turner family

came, and he didn’t come for her.

do you mean…” Kristin trembled.

and she needs a kidney transplant. You

breath and stepped back again, her survival instinct kicking in,

vicious

her wrist hard,

a mess, her forehead hitting the curbstone, blood

cold and familiar.

curled up in

former fiancé, was also one of those who framed her and sent