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.

at the time, her eyes welling up in desperation.

it is you’re up to, it’s no secret. Just leave,” the clerk was adamant about

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how she could get upstairs

badge.” Remembering she had

to their department manager. “Um, she claims she’s the executive assistant. But what about Manager Donald’s instructions… could there be

elevator and quickly swiped her key

Stop right there!”

She knew this must be Hertha’s doing, making things difficult for her on purpose. But she

1. it.

the way back, even the cab driver knew about the Haywood family and the FitzGerald family’s impending union

FitzGerald Group was precarious.

last people who wanted Rhett to tie

Kristin hurried to Rhett’s room, knocking

was no response

breath tightened as she searched

her both cards and the room number. But as

called Rhett, but he didn’t

booked another room.

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

it, Hertha is in room 80269. Go there quickly.” York urged

her eyes if she could. If Kristin didn’t act fast,

got up and

stood outside, desperate for an answer, but

to tears, but now wasn’t

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Chapter 132

Hertha cracked open the door. Wrapped in a towel, with

Kristin asked, breathless.

smile. “Kris, you know the deal between Rhett and me. We’re bound to

need to

laugh. “Meddling in the boss‘ personal life is not so cool, right? Now, you

yet. I need 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 best shot at securing his status. Do I need to spell