Chapter 64

Harriet gawked at Rhett, scooting over to the side and quietly stood up to distance herself.

Women’s intuition was spot on to tell if a guy’s up to no good in a heartbeat. And Rhett, at least for now, didn’t seem to have a mean bone in his body.

Nearby, a few managers exchanged shocked glances. Just who the heck was Kristin?

Mr. Bryce personally delivered breakfast to her, and now Rhett swung by to sweet–talk her.

Everyone was on edge, racking their brains on how to handle Kristin with kid gloves from now

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“Mr. FitzGerald… everyone’s watching.” York said, looking like a deer in the headlights. Here. was the big boss, the heir to the FitzGerald Group, bending over backward to placate a woman. in a place buzzing with prying eyes.

Seeing Rhett reach out, Kristin almost lifted her hand on impulse.

But halfway through, she pulled back, instinctively keeping her distance and slowly edged away. “Sorry…”

She apologized to the managers with her shoulders hunched and then to Rhett. “Sorry.”

“Come with me,” Rhett said, grabbing Kristin’s wrist, wanting to whisk her away.

The burn on the back of her hand was nearly healed, but there was a round burn mark near her lower eyelid that was hard to miss.

Everyone at the club could guess it was a cigarette burn.

Kristin’s face was too pristine, so the scar stood out like a sore thumb.

“What happened to your face?” Rhett asked.

Kristin squirmed, trying to break free from his grip. Being the center of attention scared her.

Seeing that Kristin stayed silent, Rhett didn’t pry further and took out some burn ointment from his car, handing it to her.

Kristin was stunned for a second, looking at the ointment and then back at Rhett.

He had burn ointment in his car, all because of her hand…

Shaking her head, Kristin derisively looked down, mocking herself for being so presumptuous.

As if.

you worried about scarring?” Rhett asked casually, not the best at small talk but trying to get her

her head and offered Rhett a smile that was a

afraid of scars? She was already a mess, with nothing left inside but

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under the

to Silvergrove City with me. I didn’t think this through,” Rhett

never

head again. She couldn’t go back. James had delivered breakfast once, and now she was in the eye of the storm. Going back was

was capable, but he couldn’t protect her forever. And she had nothing to offer in exchange for

father. No matter what, she

dumb,” Rhett said, giving

James was after. During the trial five years ago, when she was imprisoned, James

clean in prison, so why no chance of parole? Even Harriet got out six months early.

of next month. You’ve got time to decide,” Rhett said as he handed her his business card. “Think

over.”

her fingers holding

branch from Rhett, but she

businessman and wouldn’t offer kindness for anything. Whether it’s

FitzGerald, here to poach my woman again?” James stepped out of a black sedan, his voice

competition,” Rhett replied coolly.

Kristin was once your brother’s fiancée,” James said, pulling Kristin

“As you

said, it was the past,” Rhett retorted,

the years?” James was warning Rhett that Kristin was tied

head, but she

the dirty one.

that are filthy,” Rhett said meaningfully, then got into

car.

Chapter 64

I Insist on hosting a dinner tonight as

heed to the women in your circle. Be careful not

this short. With the way

flying any minute now, were heating up between the two

darkened his face, his grip on Kristin’s shoulder tightening. “From

him.”

in pain, staying

plucked Rhett’s business card from Kristin, his voice cool. “Do you think I can’t

Kristin didn’t respond.

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