Chapter 29

Kristin was staring at Rhett like a deer in headlights, her fingers tingling like crazy

Rhett looked at her and reached out “Give me your hand

Like she was possessed or something, Kristin moved her hand toward him, but then she snatched it back just before touching him, shrinking away in fear “Dirty I’m dirty”

She felt filthy and unworthy as if she’d contaminate Rhett

In her eyes, Rhett was Mr. Perfect, a god like figure. She shouldn’t tarnish him, not even a

little bit

Rhett frowned again, not sure why he was even bothering with her. “Put it on yourself, or you’ll

scar

Kristin was pale as a ghost, her fingers delicate and soft, making the burn look more shocking.

She was like a pristine piece of art, stunning but oh–so–fragile.

Scared, Kristin watched Rhett, reached out to snatch the ointment quickly, and curled back

  1. up.

A grin tugged at Rhett’s lips. She reminded him of a defensive stray cat on the streets, always on high alert, paws at the ready, but too scared to throw a swipe.

What was she so scared of? That kid named Summer?

pushed the door and walked

curtains closed to hide Kristin, giving Vincent the cold

and whispering, “Sorry, Rhett. The nanny

go behind my back and contact Mr. Bryce at Aurora Tech?” Rhett

tone.

of the FitzGerald family. I just wanted to help him and didn’t

Vincent could never hold his head high. With Rhett around, he was

making Vincent, who was not too shabby, look like

back, listening quietly. Her heart was racing. And she didn’t

he’d often whine about how the family would be better off without

had their strengths. But Vincent was

hand, Kristin fell

City, only Rhett could protect her, Summer, and Garner. If

by her thoughts, Kristin hugged herself, breathing rapidly.

she couldn’t. How could someone as dirty as her even think about making a

make things a hundred

it was to dare to

Gladstone family’s mess wasn’t that simple. We’d best steer clear of it. You got that?” Rhett’s presence was icy

Vincent

Rhett let out a

to lecture, he knew the Gladstone Group had been too bold in the past, and no one could save them now. When the collapse came, Vincent and Holcomb would be running for cover, yet here

Don’t drag the FitzGerald

clenched his fists, head bowed,

behind the curtain again.

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