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

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“Oh, look who’s here! Rhett, too.” Nicola waltzed in the hospital room, decked out in luxury from head to toe, with a handbag worth millions of dollars swinging from her arm, exuding

arrogance.

Seeing Rhett there, Nicola’s face soured. “Holcomb, I see Rhett is also here.”

Holcomb’s expression was no less grim. Entering the room, he first glanced at Rhett and then at Kristin, lying on the hospital bed.

Feeling anxious and scared, Kristin sat up.

Rhett instinctively moved forward, positioning himself protectively by Kristin’s bed, casting a low and threatening barrier between her and Nicola.

“Rhett, what’s this about? Playing the knight in shining armor for this woman?” Nicola’s voice had a sharp edge. “Do you even know who she is? She was your brother’s fiancée, that little bitch from the Turner family.”

“Years married into the FitzGerald family, and you still haven’t shed that innate coarseness or your lack of class, Rhett indifferently warned Nicola to watch her tongue.

Intimidated by Rhett, Nicola didn’t dare lash out directly. Instead, she clenched her fists and turned to cling to Holcomb’s arm. “Holcomb, look at this.”

Kristin sat on the hospital bed, hands clasped tightly, sneaking a glance at Rhett. He was so tall, seemingly a true beacon of safety.

It created an illusion in her mind, that as long as Rhett was by her side, she would be safe from any harm. He wouldn’t let anyone lay a finger on her.

“Rhett, do you know that the police have taken your brother away?” Holcomb frowned and interrogated Rhett with a stern look.

“I was there.” Rhett leaned against the bed, crossing his legs lazily. “James called the cops.”

Kristin stayed silent. It was Rhett who had made the call.

He sure knew how to pass the buck.

“James?” Nicola gritted her teeth with frustration, fully aware Rhett had alerted the police, but she couldn’t argue without evidence.

“Miss Kristin, my son was too impulsive. How would you like to settle this matter? Do you want money or something else?” Holcomb’s gaze settled on Kristin.

to avoid responsibility. She sneered, “Rhett, if you hadn’t called the police, what are you doing here? Vincent is your brother. Did you just stand by and let this woman call the cops and

couldn’t be bothered to engage

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getting locked up is a slap in the face for the FitzGerald Group. Our

watched Nicola in shock, marveling at how she could

passing when he was seventeen and Nicola entering the FitzGerald family shortly after. Rhett was still a minor and

the mess of her life, Kristin felt a hint of sympathy for the seventeen–year–old Rhett.

law, assault, and brazen behavior,” Rhett said lazily, his chin raised, his

spoil a child. Without proper discipline, trouble will follow, right?” Rhett was giving Holcomb a nudge,

a deep breath

watched Rhett anxiously, fearing he

water. Why the rush to turn on each other?” Nicola began to cry when Rhett made

it, Rhett?” Holcomb frowned with accusation.

example of ‘give a dog a bad name and hang him.”

here asking me to settle privately and drop the charges, but I refused,” Kristin said, her hands clenched

and Nicola’s gazes snapped to Kristin’s

was off the

slightly but

force me are undisputable facts,” Kristin took a deep breath. “Lady Nicola, after all these years in the FitzGerald family, is this what your education amounts to? A son who tramples on the law at will?”

you have the nerve

raised her

seemed so frail, yet her wrist tightened, blood seeping through

but fierce, her

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you want your son to go to Jall, too? Unlawful detention, restriction of personal freedom, trampling on

at Kristin in shock, then turned to Holcomb.

eyes sank as he looked at Rhett, his voice tinged with guilt. “Rhett, what did you put on the table that she won’t settle and drop

at Kristin