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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You skipped lunch, and the banquet might not be to your taste,” Rhett said to Kristin, unfazed by the others,

looked at Rhett in surprise. “Where did you get

Mr.

with a raised eyebrow.

her gaze, staring out the window

was devilishly charming. Even a casual joke

to calm her

the passenger seat, felt her anger brewing

on purpose, infuriating Hertha with

what did

still have to marry Hertha willingly or not.

a

wishing

to erase Kristin completely, not just from sight, but to tarnish her reputation so thoroughly that she’d

to feel repulsed at the mere

Fitzgerald, perhaps we should take another look at the project proposal?” York suggested cautiously, passing the document

with one hand, while secretly holding Kristin’s hand with the

her fists when nervous, her nails digging

Rhett could see through these self–destructive habits. In a place hidden from prying eyes, Rhett held Kristin’s hand firmly, preventing her from causing herself any more

her breathing as she gazed out the window, her cheeks burning

giving her false hope. Or was he always

needed to stay clear–headed. He was Rhett, after all.

Nicola and Vincent arrived early, looking confident and ready

York’s

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capabilities? What a

in the parking

and opened the door for

out, waiting patiently for Kristin to follow. He even took care to shield her head, concerned she

and the secretary

softly, noticing Hertha’s teary eyes a standing together.

withering look. What concern was it

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

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

to Ms. Haywood. Don’t read too much into it. Sure, Mr. Fitzgerald is handsome, but don’t let your heart wander. Getting emotionally

of her place. Theirs was strictly a

bit her lip, her nose tingling as she

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.