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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what do you mean? I’ve no clue what you’re on

the crap. “Do you think we’d be here

you mean Kristin Collins, correct?” The manager didn’t dare cross Rhett, pretty sure who Rhett was referring to. “She clocked

Harriet to reach out

on her,” Harriet didn’t bother lying. “She might be

yours, and she’s not there,”

don’t know. She’s bound to show up for work tomorrow. maybe you can check

no idea where the girl could have disappeared

of

in the car, refusing

leaned on the car door, watching her with a smirk. “Scared I’ll

hands almost bruising from the grip.

this step meant no turning back.

was waiting, his condition couldn’t drag on. They needed to pin down the illness and settle

needed to hit

the car, her

James nodded. “Yeah.”

her clothes, murmuring, “Tomorrow… I’ll go for the

wasn’t one to dabble with the girls there easily. His standards were

to head

a native

innocence and stupidity, but now seemed to

touch you tonight.” Seeing Kristin still hesitating at the door, James spoke

exhaled in relief and slowly made her way inside.

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

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and he didn’t seem to

bored and standing around, started

reemerged, the living room had transformed.

just… cleaned up

didn’t respond but led Kristin to the door, registering her lace

lock. I’m not home

without a word. Was James this generous

motioned for Kristin to go

but James was far from sleepy.

Kristin got slapped with extortion charges by Vincent

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

was pushed to the brink, she’d agree to any terms he laid out.

everyone by

day. He wanted to pull Vincent back, but

then, stubborn and

her iron spine, like a white rose blooming against the storm, uncrushable by the fiercest

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