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.

then added the

sulfuric acid,” Rhett said,

her

that, the consequences could have been disastrous

on and stepped out of the bathroom to call

room and set up makeshift cameras in both the

York advised, glancing

that they were trying

of staff had been in and out of the room. It wouldn’t be fair

everyone would have been too panicked to consider keeping the

cover their tracks, because

be scared,” Rhett

not sure whether the person behind this

name, could this be a personal attack?” York whispered. Rhett nodded. If he hadn’t been the one to open the bottle for Kristin today, it didn’t bear thinking

cold as he felt

happened! Call an

shouts filled the air, his hands apparently covered

arms. They rushed out of the hotel and into the elevator. “Mr. Fitzgerald, what’s happened to Kristin?” Rhett’s voice was tense and low, and

left, a housekeeper who had been lurking

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room, searching for the open bottle of

she poured the contents

ones you least expect.” York came from the doorway, carrying a note of sarcasm as he entered with

went pale, almost collapsing to

put you up to this? You’ve got some nerve

with fury. This was

door open

cameras and the switched

underground parking lot.

in the car,

asked, pulling her close.

Rhett, feeling the

she resolved that anything Rhett was about

first.

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

and then

snorted coldly, flexing his

too comfortable within the Fitzgerald family.

Kristin nodded stiffly.

to seeing the seaside night view with Rhett.