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

Chapter 142

In a hotel room.

Rhett sat at the desk, glancing towards Kristin who hesitated in the corridor, too timid to approach.

“Take your medicine,” he said, sliding a glass of water with the dissolved pill towards her.

Kristin, nervously hiding behind a partition until she heard Rhett’s voice, walked over with her head down.

“Do you feel like resting here, or would you like to check out the town?” Rhett remembered Kristin had once mentioned she loved the seaside view from Harborside Haven.

A spark lit up in Kristin’s eyes as she tightly clutched the water glass. Although she struggled to express herself, her eyes never lied. Whether she liked something or not, it was always apparent at a glance.

That was why when Rhett first met her at a Fitzgerald family gathering, he thought her eyes shone with a naive clarity.

“Feeling any cooler?” Rhett stood and touched her forehead.

Kristin stiffened but didn’t pull away.

“Still a bit warm. Take the medicine and rest a bit. Later, we can go see the coastal night view,” Rhett said and leaned on the desk, watching her.

She nervously gulped down the medicine in one go.

“Here,” Rhett said, handing her a bottle of water from the desk, having already unscrewed the cap for her.

Kristin, grimacing from the bitter taste, was about to take a sip when Rhett suddenly frowned and took the bottle back.

He had a thing about cleanliness and was very particular about hotel’amenities. The cap had come off too easily, meaning the bottle had been tampered with. He inspected it closely and sniffed the contents, his expression darkening. “There’s something wrong with this water.”

Kristin stared at him, shocked. “Wrong? Is it dirty?” She thought Rhett was just being overly fastidious. “I’ll get a fresh one.”

“Smell this,” he urged, holding the bottle to her nose.

She sniffed and her eyes widened in alarm. “There’s definitely something off. It smells sour.”

Good water wouldn’t smell sour even if it was past its expiration date.

This wasn’t water.

Rhett furrowed his brow, motioning for her to be silent. He grabbed two sugar packets from

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near the coffee machine before guiding her into the bathroom.

Kristin watched, curious about what he was planning.

into an ashtray, then added the bottled water. The

Rhett said, his voice low.

her

disastrous from severe

he screwed the cap back on and

up makeshift cameras in both the bathroom and the main

York advised, glancing at Kristin.

they were trying to

had been in and out of the room. It

would have been too panicked to consider keeping the water bottle as

perpetrator would return to the crime scene to cover their tracks, because

scared,” Rhett reassured

not sure whether the person behind this was

Kristin’s name, could this be a personal attack?” York whispered. Rhett nodded. If

cold as he felt a

happened! Call an

filled the air, his hands apparently covered

and mouth were smeared with ‘blood‘ as she pretended to faint in Rhett’s arms. They rushed out of the hotel and into the elevator. “Mr.

and the others left, a housekeeper who had been lurking in the

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for the open bottle of water.

contents

it’s always the ones you least expect.” York came from the doorway, carrying a

went pale, almost collapsing to the floor.

up to this? You’ve got some nerve to harm Mr.

fury. This

the door open and came in to clean,” the housekeeper

prepared cameras and the switched sulfuric acid. “Caught red–handed. Go explain yourself to the

the underground parking lot.

in the car,

pulling her

looked up at Rhett, feeling

on, she resolved that anything Rhett was about to consume, she would need to test.

first.

to Silvergrove City, and York will stay to handle things here,” Rhett said, his mood dark. He couldn’t risk Kristin’s safety any

with Nicola, and then

flexing his

comfortable within the

Kristin nodded stiffly.

had been looking forward to seeing the seaside night view with