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.

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

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her the time of day. Nicola nearly exploded. “Holcomb, look at Rhett. He did it on purpose. Vincent getting locked up is a slap in the face for the FitzGerald Group. Our shares

Nicola in shock, marveling at how she could

seventeen and Nicola entering the FitzGerald family shortly after. Rhett was still a minor and must have faced his share of troubles in

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

shame to the FitzGerald family is Vincent, with his lack of upbringing. disregard for the law, assault, and brazen behavior,” Rhett said lazily, his chin raised, his jawline

trouble will follow, right?” Rhett was giving Holcomb

step outside,” Holcomb said, taking a deep breath

fearing he might leave.

water. Why the rush to turn on each other?” Nicola began to cry when Rhett made no move to leave. “Rhett has never liked Vincent. always picking

you see it, Rhett?” Holcomb frowned

scoffed. It was a prime example of ‘give

to settle privately and drop the charges, but I refused,” Kristin said,

Nicola’s gazes snapped

those words, Rhett was

but

Nicola, after all these years in the FitzGerald family, is this what your education amounts to? A son who tramples

stormy, and she moved to slap Kristin. “You little tramp, you have the nerve to talk after being in jail for

Rhett could intervene, Kristin raised her

her wrist tightened, blood seeping through the

Nicola, her voice trembling but fierce, her eyes defiant. “Are you jealous,

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

to Holcomb.

what did you put on the table that she won’t settle and drop

at Kristin and smiled.