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

Chapter 94

“Hey, are you two here to snap your wedding pics?” The clerk asked cautiously.

York had the whole thing under wraps because this marriage was just a collab.

Kristin was on edge, sitting there clutching her clothes for dear life.

On the other hand, Rhett leaned in closer to Kristin.

“Come on, darling, give us a smile,” the clerk teased Kristin, making it seem like she was about to walk the plank.

Kristin nervously glanced at Rhett and forced a grin.

The clerk sighed in resignation, clearly not satisfied.

“Garner said Summer used to run around the block butt–naked as a kid, and it took a bee sting on his backside to learn to wear pants,” Rhett said, turning to Kristin. “For real?”

Kristin’s heart skipped a beat, looking into Rhett’s soft gaze.

Rhett wasn’t one to chuckle much, but he was trying to make her laugh.

The mental image of Summer bawling with a bare bum cracked Kristin up.

Garner had shared this during a prison visit. Back then, anything about Summer was Kristin’s light in the darkness of jail.

The photographer seized the moment, caught Kristin’s attention, and clicked the shutter.

Kristin flushed with embarrassment, only realizing it afterward.

The marriage certificate was stamped and handed over, making Kristin feel like she was dreaming.

That was Rhett, after all. She wouldn’t dare dream of crossing paths with Rhett, let alone tying the knot.

“For safety’s sake, I’ll keep the marriage certificate,” York tried to take it, worried Kristin might flaunt it.

Rhett frowned, snatched the certificate from York, and handed it to Kristin. “Keep it safe.”

York was speechless.

Kristin was shocked, anxiously looking at Rhett.

He had handed her the marriage certificate. Wasn’t he worried she might make a fuss with it?

to a partnership,” Rhett stated

lowered her gaze without a word.

drove Kristin to

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partners, I’m looking forward to working with you.” Rhett said, stepping out

bewildered. “Are we going to live together?”

If we’re not living together, they won’t buy it,” Rhett didn’t see the

straightforwardness, no schemes or deceit, laying everything in

open.

Mr. FitzGerald,” she murmured.

me Mr. FitzGerald in public, but drop it at home,” Rhett said, setting up facial recognition and fingerprint access

the next three years. Salary is separate.” Rhett handed Kristin a bank

breath. “I don’t need the

this is what you deserve. If I teamed up with some celebrity, it’d

the high price

card, she figured she’d save Rhett some cash by not

future personal assistant. You’ll get trained, and York will fill your in on the details,” Saying, Rhett

will tidy up daily. Pick a room you like. You

clean freak

She nodded.

FitzGerald’s study is off–limits,” York

at home, feel free. Just don’t bug me when I’m

Kristin nodded earnestly.

mentally ranted about the double standard. Why

for breakfast. Tell the housekeeper the day before if you want something specific,” Rhett

nodded, her palms clammy with nervous sweat.

glanced at the time. His phone was

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and leave.

behind nervously,

drove off, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. His presence was overwhelming, always

turned and cautiously eyed Rhett’s villa,

with

not always home. But as his assistant, she’d need to be

clean that she thought she would sully the

presence.

sofa, Kristin