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

Chapter 65

Kristin shook her head, not uttering a word.

Of course, she was filled with regret.

But regret was as useless as a chocolate teapot.

What she regretted wasn’t her lack of compromise with James back then, but rather… why the heck she didn’t kick the bucket in her birth year.

“Have a rest, and I’ll whip up some dinner,” Kristin said with a voice so low it dripped with formality and detachment.

James frowned and sauntered over to the floor–to–ceiling window to light up a cigarette..

Kristin’s current vibe was obviously not what he was gunning for.

But just because she was Kristin.

“Bill, drop a line to Linda’s agent and tell her she’s been too big for her britches lately. Have her lay low, no biz gigs or roles for the next half a year.” James ordered coldly over the phone.

On the other end, Bill got the memo. Linda was getting iced for a good six months.

All because she had the gall to ruffle Kristin today.

“Got it, Mr. Bryce.

After hanging up. James turned to look at Kristin bustling about in the kitchen.

Her hair was loosely pinned up, her frame gaunt, her skin so pale it nearly glowed.

From James‘ perspective, Kristin was drop–dead gorgeous, the kind that made it hard to look

away.

Six years back, when James first clapped eyes on Kristin, he thought she was the kind of princess meant to be caged in gold, a trophy for all to admire.

But now, he felt an urge to hide her away and keep her all to himself away from prying eyes.

“Sure you don’t wanna glance at the contract?” Ditching the cigarette butt, James stepped into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around Kristin from behind.

Kristin tensed up, almost dropping the kitchen knife on her foot, but James was quick to catch

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“No need…” Replying, she shook her head.

“I didn’t bring you here to play nanny…” James‘ voice was deep and raspy, a reminder he kept drilling into Kristin.

He had a strong impulse towards Kristin, but at least in this regard, he would respect her choice.

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bolling in the pot, her hands slowly dropping to her sides.

on women.” James did never

either,” James let go of Kristin and leaned

James was the kind of guy who wanted what he couldn’t have, but once he had it. he might not cling on so tightly.

I ran into Linda. She’s stunning, a real head–turner, the type that shines no matter where she stands.” Kristin turned off the stove and

like Linda, she

tossed it aside, slowly unbuttoning her shirt. The scars on her body

the clink hadn’t faded completely. Her wrists were laced with ugly scars from countless suicide attempts.

the kind of guy who demanded the ultimate

she… was a shattered porcelain pot, glued back together, too cheap

rigid, his

you?” Kristin chuckled bitterly, as if she wouldn’t fetch a dime even on

low. “When you’ve made up your mind, see Bill for the contract. Use the card as you like, and hit up

bolted, practically fleeing.

the sight of Kristin’s bruised body, a complex storm of emotions in him

let out a self–deprecating laugh, picked up her shirt from the floor, and crouched there for a long time.

knew the vile things she’d been through. they’d probably not want to lay

had left his place, nursing a drink alone

drinking, Linda barged into the room and

from her agent that James was planning to put her on

three years. Her no–name status from a dance academy to her current success was

her nest egg over the years, what woman wouldn’t love a

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to the sugar daddy hunters in showbiz, Linda

other bigwigs were either pudgy or had all sorts of

had a thing for Rhett, but too bad for them, Rhett was a germaphobe who didn’t let any

do wrong?” James didn’t shove

to him. “I

James told Linda to

obediently in

shirt.” His voice

it was just the two

bit her lip. After all, he

buttons, Linda stripped off her shirt,

downing a whole

and unmarred. Yet, for some odd

understanding where she fell short.

with her, I won’t hesitate to reintroduce myself.” James said. standing up and straightening his suit before walking out without looking