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

Chapter 132

Standing anxiously in place, Kristin frantically dialed York’s number. “York, Mr. FitzGerald is plastered. Hertha and the secretary drove him back. I bought some hangover pills and am now hailing a cab back to the hotel. Can you meet me?”

“Kristin, I’m not at the hotel. Mr. FitzGerald had me run some errands out of town and I won’t be back until early tomorrow.” York sounded worried. “You better get back quickly.”

Kristin flagged down a taxi, but it was tough to catch one at the roadside. Restlessly, she started running towards the hotel.

After about five minutes, Kristin finally managed to hail a cab.

“To the Diamond Crest Hotel, please. Can you make it quick?”

The cab driver was on it, stepping on the gas as soon as she got in.

After paying the fare, Kristin sprinted into the hotel and headed for the elevator.

“Excuse me, madam, are you staying with us? We need to verify your identity. Could you please bring your ID to the front desk for a check?”

Kristin froze her stride. Although she hadn’t stayed in a hotel for six years, her time apart from society while in prison had taught her that hotels didn’t typically re–check a guest’s identity.

Clearly, this was a deliberate stall.

“I have my key card.” Kristin showed the card briefly.

“Sorry, we still need to verify your identity.”

“My ID is in my room,” Kristin said, trying to move past.

“Sorry, without proper identification, we can’t let you go. We’re currently cracking down on whores, and you don’t seem quite the part,” the front desk clerk said with a sneer.

Kristin was furious but had no time to argue. “Then call the police.” With that, she tried to enter the elevator.

The front desk clerk grabbed Kristin with an angry look. “Our manager said you’re not allowed in. Are you shameless? Everyone upstairs knows why you’re here. If you have any dignity,

leave now.”

“What am I here for?” Kristin demanded.

“Aren’t you a whore? Stop pretending,” the clerk rolled her eyes dismissively.

manager said that?” Kristin glanced at the time, her

manager sent your photo and ordered us to stop you. Whatever it is you’re up to, it’s no secret. Just leave,” the clerk was

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Kristin pondered how she could get upstairs quickly.

of the FitzGerald Group. Here’s my employee badge.” Remembering she had it on her, she pulled it out for them to

assistant. But what about Manager

and quickly swiped her key card for her floor.

Stop right there!”

be Hertha’s doing, making things difficult for her on purpose. But she was powerless to do anything

1. it.

driver knew about the Haywood family and the FitzGerald family’s impending union in Silvergrove

Holcomb’s attitude towards Rhett, Rhett’s position at the FitzGerald Group was precarious. He needed this

who

doors opened, and Kristin hurried to Rhett’s

response

she searched

leaving the hotel York had given her both cards and the room number. But as she opened the

Kristin called Rhett, but

must have booked another room.

can’t find Mr. FitzGerald. He’s not in his room. He might be in another one with Hertha. What

Go there quickly.” York urged

eyes if she could. If Kristin didn’t act fast, Rhett would surely be

up and dashed

Kristin stood outside, desperate for an answer, but

close to tears, but now wasn’t

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Chapter 132

door. Wrapped in a towel, with hair damp, she opened

Mr. FitzGerald?” Kristin asked,

about to rest,” Hertha said with a smile. “Kris, you know the deal between Rhett and me.

fists. “I need to see Mr. FitzGerald.”

life is not so cool, right? Now, you better get some rest. I’ll take care

to see Mr. FitzGerald.” Kristin summoned courage from somewhere, determined to take

complexion was ghastly. “Kristin,” she began, her voice tinged with a severity that cut through the air, “Rhett’s position at the firm is far more precarious than you seem to understand. Marrying me is his