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

Chapter 77

Kristin hung her head, staying silent.

“No wonder Nicola has been gunning for you since six years ago,” Rhett chuckled.

What a fate!

Six years back, when he was heading home, he happened to overhear Nicola putting a hit out on a woman named Kristin.

He wasn’t interested initially, but for some reason, he didn’t want Nicola to get her way, so he

sent someone to rescue Kristin.

Reflecting on it, had he not intervened in the matter, he would have regretted it deeply.

Kristin clenched her fists. Nicola must be scared stiff of her getting tangled up with Rhett.

Nicola played no small part in Vincent’s hatred for her.

“Why didn’t you call James last night?” Rhett asked casually.

Kristin looked down, nervously wringing her fingers. “He… he’s engaged.”

James refused to call off the engagement. That was why she ditched the idea of choosing James.

“Oh? Playing by the rules, you’re not keen on being the other woman.” Rhett said with a touch of amusement.

“If you ever get engaged, please give me a heads up. I’ll make myself scarce,” Kristin said, under no illusion that Rhett would want her around forever.

Maybe he was just momentarily intrigued by her.

Rhett looked at Kristin, saying nothing for a long while.

After a moment of silence, Rhett stepped out of the restroom. “If you’re up for it, we head back to Silvergrove City today.”

The Haywood family was all over Crescendo Town. If Kristin didn’t drop the case, Adrienne could have been stuck inside.

“I’ll handle the police station. You just stick with me.”

Following Rhett, Kristin felt an inexplicable sense of security.

She trusted that Rhett would take care of things.

On the ride back to Silvergrove City, Kristin messaged Harriet from her new phone, saying she was leaving since Crescendo Town wasn’t safe.

Harriet didn’t say much and just told her to stay safe.

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her was also new. It was

rested with his eyes closed, quietly leaning back in his seat.

how a

gazed out the window.

her hand to feel the sunlight, Kristin slowly closed her eyes.

took that

slept soundly

chose to endure the hassle

course, York, as the assistant and driver, bore the brunt of it, cruising the

resentful glance at the rear–view mirror, York nearly mistook the gas pedal

in deep slumber, Rhett, without a flicker of emotion, offered his arm for her

he did, York was certain his interest

FitzGerald was courting

a sigh, York pondered how to reduce

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whether as Vincent’s ex–fiancee, the faux heiress of the Turner family, or as the woman

lengthy and murky sleep, Kristin

to breathe or cry out until a hand grasped

breath came

and she lay alone on the back seat, covered with Rhett’s

FitzGerald?” she asked anxiously.

frowned slightly, speaking in a low voice. “Mr. FitzGerald has gone back to his place. He asked me to drop you

Kristin noticed they were at Garner’s repair shop

her fists tightly, she feared Rhett didn’t want her anymore, and she couldn’t afford to be without

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Chapter 77

rest up.” York said, stepping out to open the door

Kristin clutched her skirt, humbly

she was being shameless, clinging to

right. Be aware of that and try to keep your ties with Mr. FitzGerald on

breathed a sigh of relief. Good, Rhett hadn’t washed his

she was still of some value.

with Summer. Don’t fret over anything else. He’s got it covered. I’ll come to get you when you’re needed.” York said, ushering Kristin out of the car and handing her a cup of hot cocoa.

of hot cocoa, Kristin asked, “Am I not supposed to be

she have to do anything? Did she just stay with her family without any

it twisted, “You

turned beet red with shame, and she bit down on the corner of her

mum.

is a bit of a clean freak. He’s helping you because you’ve got your merits, but it’s not that kind of sleazy deal you’re thinking about.” York said with a look of distaste before

FitzGerald, unlike those pampered rich kids who seldom pondered the consequences of their actions, was governed by his intellect, not by base

shot in Silvergrove City. Even if York didn’t buy into the

FitzGerald would

by the person she