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

Chapter 57

James arched an eyebrow. A woman? Rhett was stirring up such a fuss just to find a lady, even coming to Crescendo Town ahead of schedule?

“Got it covered. I can’t have Rhett feeling neglected. I’ll take care of it personally tomorrow night.” James told his assistant after a quick glance at his schedule. “Push back my appointments for the next few days. If Rhett’s hitting up Silvergrove City, I gotta tag along.”

The assistant got how important Rhett was, but from Mr. Bryce’s vibe, it seemed like Rhett was just a smokescreen.

Because James‘ gaze was glued to Kristin the whole time.

“Dig up some dirt on the FitzGerald family and the Turner family to see why she’s popped up in Crescendo Town James said. He knew Kristin had been released from the slammer and had been itching for a chance to swing by Silvergrove City. Little did he expect her to waltz right up to his doorstep.

Lounging on the sofa, James‘ gaze carried a deep meaning. This time, it was Kristin who had come looking for trouble…Well she couldn’t blame him for not letting go now.

“Is she… the receptionist at the club, right?” the assistant blurted out, shocked. How was she tied to the FitzGerald family and the Turner family of Silvergrove City?

James paused for a beat, then looked up at his assistant. “Bill, how long you been with me?”

Bill was all nerves. “Six years…”

“Didn’t you recognize her?” James felt a weird tightness in his chest.

Kristin really changed a lot, so much that even Bill couldn’t spot her.

Bill was stunned, covering his mouth in shock. “Man, that’s one heck of a transformation.”

Bill knew in his first year on the job that his boss had his eye on a society darling. Ms. Turner, all cool and classy.

She was the one his boss wanted but couldn’t have.

Just six years… and she had turned into this.

“Mr. Bryce, does she know about what you did back then…?” Bill started, then held back.

James shot him a warning look. “Zip it.”

Bill hung his head. “My bad, Mr. Bryce.”

After recognizing Kristin, Bill’s eyes were all tense, sneaking several glances her way.

It had been six years, but he still remembered the first time he saw Kristin, fresh out of college, tagging along with Mr. Bryce to Silvergrove City, watching her on stage performing a ballet

solo.

On that stage, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Bill knew Kristin was meant to be a dazzling and noble swan, a pure white presence gracing the heavens.

men who’d loved and lost her

on her knees.

Kristin six years later had lost her pride and showed up at

now bore no resemblance to her past self.

the image

before speaking. “Long hair suited you

for her hair, bowing her head

and straight even without care, had been cruelly cut along

bill”

followed him. She at least needed

sight of panic in Kristin’s eyes, Bill whispered, “Short hair looks

pricey.” Bill still remembered his first conversation

smile was like

hand. “Your boss would give you a hard time

was the beautiful and kind–hearted princess with a golden background, meant to forever

holy lady trampled

Bill asked with goodwill, taking

he was starting to feel a

also knew James liked Kristin, but his

James had a parade of women by his side, each one a ballerina, each one

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Kristin’s former image.

many women he switched, Kristin’s shadow

a moment, then gave a

another way, she wouldn’t

she was already low enough, with nowhere else

better than being thrown to the wolves by Vincent.

and he’ll be even more so with you. Stick by Mr. Bryce’s side and you’ll be

once pure lady he had

bad, just that it was a sad reflection of how the

hung her head, silent.

you staying?” On the way back, James

in thought looking out the car window, didn’t catch

city, she hadn’t had a proper rest

city, to give Kristin a good look at

Kristin mused, marveling at the glitz and glamour of Crescendo

she visited Crescendo Town, which at that

deal, a big city, and Crescendo

back, arguing that every city had its unique cultural vibes and quirks.

seemed to have lost

spots all Mr. Bryce’s turf,” the assistant said with at chuckle while