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

Chapter 106

“Kristin!” Bill bolted down the alley, his eyes darting desperately from shadow to shadow.

Where could she be?

“Kristin!”

The alley echoed his calls, a lonely silence that offered no clues. He ran and searched, but Kristin was nowhere to be found.

He didn’t know Kristin had a habit of seeking a corner to hide in when spooked.

Terrified, she curled up beside a dumpster, her body shaking uncontrollably.

Six years ago, she had too many drinks at a party and was led, her mind foggy, Into a room.

Fear gripped her as she struggled internally, screaming silently, her body not responding to her commands.

Desperate to escape, she fought to keep her mind alert, but it was futile.

Pounding on the door, she cried for help, thrashing against her invisible restraints, but nobody came to her rescue.

She might have considered jumping to escape the horror if not for the hotel’s sealed panoramic windows.

She huddled in the corner, slowly losing hope in humanity.

“Slut, shameless.”

“Look at the marks on her body. She’s not even dressed properly.”

“See, there’s blood on the bed. How could this woman be so disgraceful?”

Before she woke up the following morning, Ruby and Vincent burst into the room with reporters

in tow.

She opened her eyes dazedly, then wrapped herself tightly in the blanket as terror surpassed her fright from the night before.

Like a fish thrown ashore to die of thirst, she was in her final throes.

Helplessly crying, she begged Vincent to help her, but Vincent’s gaze was cold, malicious, and alien, filled with disgust. Each look cast her deeper into hell.

What was her fault? The fault lay with those who hurt her.

But no one believed her. Everyone wanted to crush her into the mud beyond redemption.

In her fear, even breathing became a struggle.

in her corner, Kristin wept silently until

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the alley, and Kristin

her sobs.

finger through the taste of blood spreading through her mouth.

like she had lost control over

the day she was locked in the FitzGerald family’s warehouse by Vincent and Ruby, her terror peaked, and her

utmost fear, a familiar figure

looked up to

supposed to be on a business trip in Capital City. How could he

be a dream.

Kristin in such a state, he slowly crouched before her. “Give me your hand.”

her hand, blood already visible. She bit

eyes and fingers, she lifted her hand, wanting to hand it over, yet feeling too filthy, she froze

wrist, pulling her into his arms, relief in his voice. “Let’s

found

about Kristin, yet he floored the gas pedal and made it to the hospital in

taken Kristin away and

seeing James car still in the parking lot, knew Kristin had to be

liked to hide in corners, places she

with Kristin. “James‘ assistant has been looking for Kristin,

his coat over Kristin, his voice deep. “We’re heading back to Silvergrove

it’s over four hours from here to Silvergrove City and then back to Capital City for

held Kristin and got into the

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took a while for Kristin to realize the person beside her was real, not

tried to speak but couldn’t make

some water.” Rhett handed her a bottle of water.

shook as she

had happened. He just sat quietly, waiting for Kristin to recover before speaking. “If you’re in trouble, you can tell me. I can arrange a driver for you.”

whispered, looking down. “Thank

slowly closing

Kristin said hoarsely. “Mr. FitzGerald, why were you here…

Rhett said

looked down, staying

want her to get the wrong idea.

Rhett said not another word.

even with his eyes closed, his

window, watching Rhett rest. Simply watching him appeared to bring her heart a sense

opened his eyes, his voice husky and