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

Chapter 38

“It’s a piece of cake, Summer said with a puzzled face. Was searching for a company address difficult?

“Who’s your dad?” Rhett found chatting with this kiddo pretty amusing.

York was driving, his eyes practically glued to the rearview mirror. Was that their Mr. FitzGerald? He even goofed around with a kid.

“You’re my dad,” Summer seemed convinced that Rhett was her father.

In Summer’s world, everything was always straightforward, never that complicated.

Rhett cracked a smile, totally clueless that he was such a kid magnet. How come he remembered that Eve’s brat would start bawling at the sight of Rhett, as if he’d seen the Bogeyman?

Sure, this little boy was more lovable.

“Can I keep this Superman? I’ll get you a new one. How about that?” Rhett said softly.

Summer pondered for a moment, then adorably nodded. “If you like it, it’s yours, no need to get me a new one.”

“Why?”

“Don’t wanna make you spend money.” Summer knew earning cash was a hard slog. “Uncle Garner works super hard to make money, you must be worn out too.”

Rhett never bothered to correct Summer’s address, and even York was getting a bit fed up, wondering what the heck Rhett was up to. “Kiddo, don’t go calling random dudes Dad, he’s not your pop. Your real dad is something else, and no one knows who he is yet.”

Summer glanced at York and then kept quiet.

“You talk too much, don’t you?” Rhett furrowed his brow.

didn’t dare to

the little toy to Rhett and then whispered in an extremely soft voice, “Daddy, this is for

much Summer longed for a father.

but Summer only had

money to support him and didn’t have much time

with him.

was always alone, watching the

a look. Garner’s sewing skills were pretty basic.

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a hot mean and downright noly

he wouldn’t have recognized

were something else

the FitzGerald Mansion

headed to the backyard shed in search

to the shed closed behind her, and someone locked it from

and got

was more sensitive than anyone else. It’s just that she had fought back before and had been

dude in a sloppy black tracksuit was cracking sunflower seeds

stepped back, trying to open the door, but it was locked from the outside.

a downward gaze, Kristin let out a cynical laugh. It seemed Vincent wouldn’t be satisfied until she was

was going through dark times, Vincent was a ray of light in her

Vincent her only trust, but he pushed her into the abyss, making her see for herself

tried to calm the man in front of her. She lacked the strength to resist, but she needed

Smith, 39 years old, and you?” Kemp seemed intent on forcing himself on Kristin, but she didn’t seem to resist or detest him.

at the sight of Kemp as if he were a madman,