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

Chapter 2

Everything went black momentarily, and Kristin was shoved into a car, huddled in a corner, shaking in utter despair.

There was no way she could donate a kidney. It would kill her, and she couldn’t afford to die.

“Kristin, how’s prison life been treating you these past five years?” Vincent eyed the woman curled up in the corner, who had long lost the pride she once carried. He couldn’t quite put his finger on the mix of emotions brewing inside him.

Kristin flinched, perhaps a reflex born from being bullied behind bars. She hugged her head in fear.

*Cat’s got your tongue, huh?” Vincent looked at Kristin with disgust, grabbing her chin, the dark red blood on her forehead stark against her pale face.

“Please…” Kristin’s voice shook, her eyes filled with despair and resentment.

Thanks to Vincent, her time in prison was a living hell.

On the day she was released, a cellmate who couldn’t stand to see her mistreated any longer spilled the beans. Vincent’s people had paid her to ensure Kristin ‘got special attention‘ during those five years.

Vincent’s Adam’s apple bobbed with disgust as he pushed her away after looking at the bruises on her face.

How disgusting it was.

Kristin numbly watched Vincent, the man she had once loved with all her youth, unable to stir any emotion in her anymore.

She had long stopped loving him.

The car arrived at Silvergrove Hospital.

dragged Kristin out of

with Vincent, kneeling on the ground and begging him.

f

donate my kidney. I’m not eligible. I

to back her up. She knew Vincent and the Turner

and she had to outdo their expectations to cling to

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figure out her next

Kristin that neither Vincent nor the Turner

had to survive. She

a complexity of emotions, seemingly taken aback by the sight of the once lofty Ms. Turner in such

With the Turner family’s resources, plenty of people can donate a kidney to Ruby, right? Clarence, I’m begging you. You and Mom and Dad know my body can’t

heart defect. Even after surgery in her childhood, she couldn’t

you owe Ruby. You would’ve been dead a long time ago if

to the ground, powerless. “Can I make amends

“Kristin, you think a five–year stint in prison can wipe the slate clean? Have you forgotten what you did to me? When you betrayed me and slept

the hell from five years ago, nor did she have

Clarence, once her sworn

was a counterfeit, and by extension, her fiancé Vincent belonged to

took Vincent to catch her in the act…

by Ruby

was the victim, the true heiress. People believed whatever she said. And nobody would believe