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 blabber any

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

one knew how much Summer longed for a

with their children, but Summer only had his uncle. His mom was locked up, and he had never even

busy making money to support him and didn’t have much time to spend

with him.

alone, watching the other kids with their parents.

toy and gave it a

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a hot mean and downright noly

Superman, he wouldn’t

were something

the FitzGerald Mansion

the backyard shed in search of

closed behind her, and someone locked it from

and got the picture

anyone else. It’s just that she had fought back

the gulfriend Vincent got for me? A dude in a sloppy black tracksuit was cracking sunflower seeds in

door, but it was

cynical laugh. It seemed Vincent wouldn’t be satisfied until she was

going through dark times, Vincent was

only trust, but he pushed her into

of her. She lacked the strength to resist, but she needed to find a way to protect herself.

you?” Kemp seemed intent on forcing himself on Kristin,

sight of Kemp as if he were a madman, but Kristin was actually up for a