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.

and poured them into an ashtray, then added the bottled water. The sugar turned black and bubbled

Rhett said, his voice

gasped, covering her mouth. “Sulfuric acid?”

disastrous from severe damage to her throat to a life–threatening emergency.

on and stepped out

arrived at the room and set up makeshift

York advised,

dumbly, aware that they were trying to catch the culprit.

bottle contained sulfuric acid, and only a limited number of staff had been in and out of the

been too panicked to consider keeping the water

to cover their tracks, because simply flushing the bottle down the toilet would leave

scared,” Rhett

sure whether the person

Rhett nodded. If he hadn’t been the one to open the bottle

felt

Something’s happened! Call an

panicked shouts filled the air, his hands apparently

the hotel and into the elevator. “Mr. Fitzgerald, what’s happened to Kristin?” Rhett’s voice

others left, a housekeeper who had been lurking in the hallway sneaked into

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still–open room, searching for the open

contents into

from the doorway, carrying a note of sarcasm as he

went pale, almost collapsing to the floor.

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

shook with fury. This

saw the door open and came

sneered, pointing to the prepared cameras and the switched sulfuric acid. “Caught

underground

sat in the car, still in

asked, pulling

at Rhett, feeling the aftershock

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

first.

here,” Rhett said, his mood dark. He couldn’t

had a run–in with Nicola, and then this

flexing

too comfortable

Kristin nodded stiffly.

looking forward to seeing the