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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Fitzgerald… what do you mean? I’ve no clue what you’re

think we’d be

Rhett, pretty

Harriet to reach out

lying. “She might be at

yours, and she’s

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

alert Kristin, she had no idea where the girl could have

villa of Marigold Manor.

came up and sat nervously in the car, refusing to get out.

her with a smirk. “Scared I’ll

clammed up, her hands almost

meant

to pin down the illness and settle on a treatment plan

needed to hit

three years… right?” Kristin stepped out of the car, her voice barely above a whisper.

James nodded. “Yeah.”

“Tomorrow… I’ll

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

then turned to head into

still a

with innocence and stupidity, but now seemed to

I won’t touch you tonight.” Seeing Kristin still hesitating at the door, James spoke

exhaled in relief and slowly made

signs of his

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and he didn’t seem to have a

bored and standing around, started

the time James reemerged, the living

aside. “I just… cleaned up a bit.”

led Kristin to the door, registering her lace and fingerprints on

home much. You

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

for Kristin to go

room, but James was far from sleepy.

got slapped with extortion charges by Vincent and Clarence, it was

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

that when Kristin was pushed to the brink, she’d agree to any terms he laid

court, she stunned everyone by pleading

pull Vincent back, but it was too late.

stubborn and infuriatingly proud…

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

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