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

Chapter 59

At Room 3688.

Rhett pushed open the door and strode in with a stormy look on his face.

A few big shots were getting sloshed, with girls in their arms and others hanging around, in an atmosphere dripping with extravagance.

With a slight frown, Rhett cast a cold glance around the room but didn’t spot Kristin.

Oddly, he breathed a sigh of relief.

“Who’s Harriet?” York threw out the question.

The bosses were too buzzed to catch York’s words.

York flipped on the lights and killed the music, his voice dropping an octave. “Who is Harriet?”

Being Rhett’s assistant. York carried himself with more swagger than the average flunky with the chops to back it up.

One of the bosses glared at York, irked. “And you are…?”

Someone got a good look at Rhett and shot to their feet in a drunken haze, half–thinking they were hallucinating…. Mr. Fitzgerald?”

Harriet stood up in shock, too. “Mr. Fitzgerald?”

None of those nightclub ladies wouldn’t recognize Rhett. They knew each and every business tycoon.

“Mr. Fitzgerald! What brings you to Crescendo Town without a heads–up? We could’ve rolled out the red carpet,” the manager burst in, all flustered. “Mr. Fitzgerald, what’s this all about?”

Harriet eyed Rhett nervously. The man was just too dashing.

Being loaded and influential, Rhett was extremely attractive to all women.

Harriet put on a sultry smile, her voice dropping to a murmur. “Mr. Fitzgerald… are you looking for me?”

“Where’s Kristin?” Rhett didn’t want to beat around the bush, his frown deepening as her sidestepped the incoming manager. He hated women crowding him.

York quickly stepped in between, blocking any female advances. “Kristin lives with you, right? Where is she?”

Harriet was taken aback before it clicked.

Rhett was from the Fitzgerald family, and he was Vincent’s older brother.

With Rhett storming in like this and Kristin having bolted from Silvergrove City….

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do you mean? I’ve no clue what you’re on about,” Harriet instinctively.

be

The manager didn’t dare cross Rhett, pretty sure who Rhett was referring to. “She clocked

her,” Rhett ordered Harriet to reach out to Kristin.

lying. “She might be at

yours, and she’s not there,” Rhett replied, slightly irritated.

show up for work tomorrow. maybe you

had no idea where the girl

villa of Marigold

nervously in the

the car door, watching her with a smirk. “Scared

up, her hands almost

step meant no turning

on. They needed to pin down the illness and settle on

Summer needed to hit the books.

right?” Kristin stepped out of the car, her voice barely

James nodded. “Yeah.”

her clothes, murmuring, “Tomorrow… I’ll

at the club knew James wasn’t one to dabble with the girls there easily. His standards were sky–high. Passing a health check was step one to being his lady.

then turned to head into the living

a

shone with innocence and stupidity, but now seemed to harbor just

in, I won’t touch you tonight.” Seeing Kristin still hesitating

slowly made her

sparse, clear signs of his solo living. The place was a bit of

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and he didn’t seem to have

James showered, Kristin, bored and standing

time James reemerged, the living

“I just… cleaned up a bit.”

but led Kristin to the door, registering her lace

I’m not home

her mouth opening then closing without a word. Was James this generous

the sack,” James motioned for Kristin to

room, but

years back, when Kristin got slapped with extortion charges

the one who nudged Vincent, hoping to corner Kristin into submission.

to the brink, she’d agree

everyone by

there that day. He wanted to pull Vincent back, but it was too

back then, stubborn and

blooming against the storm, uncrushable by the

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