Chapter 134

The morning next day, Rhett woke up with his head pounding.

“Damn…” he muttered under his breath, a familiar sense of regret seeping in.

With effort, Rhett sat up and glanced at the desolate expanse of his king–sized bed, the sheets a jumbled testament to last night’s follies.

The memories were hazy, obscured by a hangover that clung to him like a second skin. He rubbed his temples, feeling the weight of his low mood.

It had been six years since he’d been played for a fool, and yet, here he was, seemingly reliving history.

“Rhett, you’re up.” Hertha’s voice came from the bathroom, her tone rough with a tinge of shyness. She emerged holding a freshly washed towel. “Clean your face… it’ll help.”

Her cheeks were flushed with an awkward tenderness in her eyes that didn’t quite reach Rhett. He shot her a frosty look, his voice icy. “Hertha, I let go of the incident six years ago because it was ancient history. Do you take me for an idiot again?”

He felt like a puppet in a game he didn’t consent to play.

“Rhett…” Hertha gasped, a picture of innocence. “I don’t know what you mean. I was just… taking care of you last night.”

“Taking care of me? Am I supposed to owe you for that?” Rhett’s laugh was hollow.

She bit her lip with a gesture of faux vulnerability. “We were supposed to get engaged, and six

years ago…”

“Get out,” Rhett cut her off, his voice brooking no argument.

Hertha stood, stunned for a moment before her eyes brimmed with panic. “Rhett. believe me…

His expression was granite and he was in no mood to repeat himself.

“Mr. Fitzgerald!” The urgency in York’s voice carried from beyond the door.

Rhett’s fury had scared Hertha, who had probably never seen such a terrifying side of him before.

her out, his voice shaky. “We can

was gone, York closed the door with trembling hands. “Mr. Fitzgerald, it’s my fault. I should have warned Kristin to be more cautious

Randall and don’t let anyone off the hook!” Rhett’s command was firm as he

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a testament to the

like he might as well

something York never wanted to face

York managed to stammer out, a reminder of

was piercingly

find it out. Where was…where was Kristin last night?” he stammered.

hardened into a frown, but

laid out fresh clothes for Rhett, York didn’t allow himself the time or courage

was suffocating, reminiscent of the scandal six years ago.

Kristin collapsed in the gazebo, her sleep restless and disturbed. She was running a fever, a

happened last night, you know what should not

rubbed her

Harborside Haven. Word is she is cozying up to Eddie’s mother, even gifting her an emerald set worth millions,” Hertha reminded her. “So Rhett might not win

the project, he would lay a firm

her head bowed in

support Rhett too, but he’s resisting me. He thinks I’m scheming against him, which it’s so unjust,” Hertha

up and hugging her knees to her chest,

up. He’s always thought I was part of the scheme. He’s got this obsession with purity. It’s been years and he’s still hung up on it. And if he

tears, but she remained quiet, wrapping her arms tightly around herself.

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there was an actress, Cindy, who tried to get close to Rhett and ended up in a mental institution. She had completely lost her

Cindy repulsive because she had been with so many men, even had a child.”

tightened her grip, her nails

to get hurt. You understand what

grip

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