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

Chapter 3

When mentioning that bastard child, the disgust in Vincent’s eyes grew thicker. He wished. Kristin would just drop dead.

Back in the day. Kristin slept with another guy in a hotel, dragging the FitzGerald family name through the mud. To top it off, she got knocked up and popped out that bastard right before she had been thrown in the slammer.-

Desperate, Kristin gazed at Vincent as if she never truly knew him. “The child… The child is innocent.” she implored.

“Innocent? When Ruby got swapped into your trashy life, she was innocent, too,” Mamie shrieked, her voice sharp, and slapped Kristin across the face twice more for good measure.

If Johnnie hadn’t stepped in, she probably would’ve kept going until she felt better.

Her ears ringing. Kristin dropped her gaze and allowed the blows from Mamie to land on her

swollen face.

She had a debt to repay for twenty–one years of care and upbringing. The time had come to settle it.

Taking a deep breath, Kristin’s eyes welled with tears as she looked up at Vincent, her voice. weak but resolute. “I’ll donate the kidney…

She’d do anything if they spared her child.

tightened, but he didn’t let her off the hook. “Take her to get checked. Give her to the doctor and make her

touch me…” Kristin’s voice trembled, but gone was the earlier cowardice and

upon her own, a mess but with a determined look in her eyes as

kidney, that clears my tab, right? So,

kid. Giving birth five years ago nearly cost her life, and the Turner

flicker of emotion in his eyes.

for twenty–one years. Kristin had indeed

atone even after death!” But Mamie wasn’t willing

years you’ve been in prison have punished you enough. If you agree to this kidney donation

Chapter 3

Kristin laughed weakly.

she probably wouldn’t even make it off

years!” Yet Vincent didn’t seem satisfied, as if he wanted to grind

more did I have to do to atone? What did

chuckled. “If you hate me that much. scatter my ashes after I die.”

were pale, her appearance a mess.

were gloomy with malice. Even then, she was still protecting that bastard!

Vincent, his eyes mocking as he looked at Kristin. “You’re downright rotten, following in your mother’s lowly footsteps! That bastard child deserves to die. He’s an embarrassing

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