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.

open the sugar packets and poured them into an ashtray, then added

sulfuric acid,” Rhett said, his

covering her mouth. “Sulfuric

she had drunk that, the consequences could have been disastrous from

screwed the cap back on and stepped out of

makeshift cameras in both the bathroom

advised, glancing at Kristin.

aware that they were trying to

acid, and only a limited number of staff had been in and out of the room. It wouldn’t

Kristin had been harmed, everyone would have been too panicked to consider keeping the water bottle

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

scared,” Rhett reassured

whether the person behind this was targeting

booked under Kristin’s name, could this be a personal attack?” York whispered. Rhett nodded. If he hadn’t been

felt

Something’s happened! Call an

York’s panicked shouts filled the air, his hands apparently covered in

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

left, a housekeeper who had been lurking in

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the open

she poured the contents

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

almost collapsing to

up to this? You’ve got some

voice shook with fury. This was a

I didn’t do anything. I just saw the door open and came in to clean,” the housekeeper protested.

prepared cameras and the switched

underground parking

the car, still

asked, pulling

at Rhett, feeling the aftershock

Rhett was about to consume, she would

first.

will stay to handle things here,” Rhett said, his mood dark. He couldn’t risk

and then this attempt on her life, a warning from

flexing his fingers.

become too comfortable within the Fitzgerald family.

Kristin nodded stiffly.

seeing the seaside night view with