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

Chapter 139

Outside the hotel, Randall pulled up in his sleek black sedan.

Hertha stood beside the car, her eyes wide with nervous anticipation as she watched Rhett. “Rhett,” she murmured.

Rhett didn’t even spare Hertha a glance, taking the laptop from Kristin’s hands and opening the car door for her. “Get in.”

Kristin was both flattered and aware that Rhett was using her as a shield, deliberately placing her in the line of fire.

But that was where her value lay.

“Rhett, Can we talk, please?” Hertha trembled with a sob. “You drank too much last night. I was only looking out for you. Can’t you trust me, please?”

Rhett signaled for York to close the car door.

“Ms. Haywood, maybe we should talk after the Harborside Haven project wraps up?” York coaxed in a hushed tone.

Hertha, tears welling in her eyes, stood rooted to the spot as Rhett closed the car door.

“Ms. Haywood, this way” The secretary opened the passenger door, beckoning her to get in.

With a sense of defeat, Hertha climbed into the passenger seat.

“Thirsty? You should drink more water if you’ve got a cold,” Rhett said to Kristin with a tenderness that was almost palpable.

York sat shivering, his legs trembling.

Mr. Fitzgerald was making it painfully obvious, which was all a performance for Hertha.

Hertha had crossed a line with Rhett once again last night.

But there was nothing York could do about it. He hadn’t dared tell Rhett that the video of him and Hertha leaving the same hotel suite had gone viral, now topping the trending searches.

The marriage alliance between the Haywood family and the Fitzgerald family was an unstoppable force.

Even if Rhett was unhappy, there was no way out. For the sake of both families‘ honor, an engagement was inevitable.

Sighing, York gazed out the window, fearing Hertha’s cunning might backfire.

Rhett despised being manipulated or used, and Hertha was being far too transparent.

How could the paparazzi have been so fortunate to capture that moment if not for some premeditated setup?

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the banquet might not be to your taste,” Rhett said to Kristin, unfazed by the others, as he handed her a piece of chocolate.

surprise.

Mr. Fitzgerald carrying

quipped with a raised

averted her gaze, staring

a casual joke from him was disconcertingly

calm her nerves, her back turned to Rhett.

seat, felt her anger

infuriating Hertha with his calculated

did it

to marry Hertha willingly or

a loss

teeth, wishing Kristin

up with a plan to erase Kristin completely, not just from sight, but to tarnish her reputation so thoroughly that she’d be forced to leave Silvergrove City

feel repulsed at the mere

should take another look at the project proposal?” York suggested cautiously, passing the

it with one hand, while secretly holding Kristin’s hand with the other, prying her

when nervous, her nails digging into her

see through these self–destructive habits. In a place hidden from prying eyes, Rhett held Kristin’s hand

breathing as she gazed out the

keep giving her false hope. Or was he always so attentive and caring

He was Rhett, after all.

Vincent arrived early, looking confident and

York’s

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Vincent’s capabilities? What a

in the

and opened the door

follow. He even took care to shield her head, concerned she

and the secretary

lightly before speaking up softly, noticing Hertha’s teary eyes a standing together. “Mr. Fitzgerald, that’s enough. Ms. Haywood is crying.”

gave York a withering look. What concern

these reporters and media watching, you’re putting Kristin in a tough

moment, deciding York had a point, and headed straight for

“Mr. Fitzgerald’s actions are all for show to Ms. Haywood. Don’t read too much into it. Sure, Mr. Fitzgerald is handsome, but don’t let

a business relationship, and she shouldn’t get confused and cause trouble.

lip, her nose tingling as she nodded. “I

Fitzgerald appreciates your work. Even if the contract ends early, he’ll likely keep you on at Fitzgerald Group. Your best days are ahead. Work hard. Let’s collaborate well. As long as Mr. Fitzgerald