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

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These words were measured, just loud enough for those nearby to listen in.

“Whoa, look who it is! Kristin? Remember her from that high–profile heiress scam six years ago? The one who turned out to be a big fat fake.”

“Yeah, word on the street is she’s not decent with chaotic sexual relationships. I heard she’s been linked with quite a few guys.”

“Kristin, have you forgotten me?” The man teased with a sly glance her way. “Climbing up the social ladder to Mr. FitzGerald now, huh? How could you forget your old flame? I was your first lover, wasn’t I?” It was clear he was out to smear Kristin.

Before coming to the gala, Kristin had already anticipated the kind of tactics Nicola might employ.

Using her to sling mud at Rhett was all her tricks.

The crowd circled around, eager for the spectacle. Even President Scales, who was deep in conversation with Rhett, paused, taken aback.

“Rhett, what’s all this about?” An elder acquaintance of Rhett’s asked, clearly bewildered.

“Mr. FitzGerald, how can you keep someone like her on staff? Did she pull the wool over your eyes?”

“Rhett, you’ve really got to work on your judgment. At an event like this, bringing her along is just embarrassing.” From the crowd, Nicola emerged, her high heels clicking, clad in a designer dress that oozed elegance.

Accompanying her was Eddie’s mother, a prominent businesswoman from the previous generation in Harborside Haven. Eddie owed everything to his mother, who had passed on the family business to him.

“The FitzGerald Group is this careless with their choice of assistant?” Anita, Eddie’s mother, clearly displeased, questioned how such a controversial figure could be invited to a bidding

event.

“Mom, there must be some misunderstanding. This is Kristin, the one I mentioned to you years ago. She even picked out the crabs we all enjoyed tonight.” Eddie quickly interjected, attempting to clear the air for Kristin.

Eddie’s mother, Anita, paused for a moment, giving Kristin a once–over.

“Good evening, Mrs. FitzGerald,” Kristin said to contain her anxiety and stiffness as she greeted her. “I apologize if I’ve given you a poor impression.”

“Mr. FitzGerald, is there a certain flair you require in your assistants?” The man’s intention to embarrass Rhett was obvious.

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standards for a bidding event fallen this low?” Rhett’s voice was low

Rhett’s anger and quickly had someone check

a stint in jail. She’s not the kind of person you want to associate with at an event like this, Rhett. You’ve made a lapse in judgment this time,” Nicola added, stirring

pot.

get Anita to turn on Rhett, the contract would go to Vincent.

you’ve been with?” the man mocked

sir,” Kristin said after a brief apology, her gaze fixed on the man. “I have a birthmark on my

man hesitated. “How should

to have been intimate with me, yet you denigrate and attempt to oppress me with these tactics, trying to negate my professional abilities and talent by slandering my private life. My efforts at work should not be tarnished by your dirty words and actions. It’s your soul that’s dirty which

knew Anita, a businesswoman of her generation, had faced pressures and disparagement that

success would discredit her achievements and capabilities, and women who envied her success would insinuate she only got ahead through men.

an

please answer my question. Is my birthmark on my left arm, or on my right?” Kristin was firm. “If you can’t answer, I will take

man glanced at Nicola, unsure of what to do

partnership?” Kristin looked at Nicola, feigning shock. “Nicola, how could you do such a thing? I know Rhett is the child

to curry favor with Anita, not realizing that Anita had started her business and carried her family because Eddie’s father had an affair and insisted on marrying his mistress, driving Anita and

what nonsense are you spouting?” Nicola was taken aback. Was this the Kristin she

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a wedge

glanced back at Rhett.

understanding, and he nodded slightly

panicking anymore because she knew

just know you have one, but who can remember which side

the silent Vincent. “Vincent, do

you eveni

glaring at

lay a finger

was ashen, almost completely drained