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.

ashtray, then added the bottled water. The sugar turned black and bubbled up

acid,” Rhett said, his voice low.

her mouth. “Sulfuric

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

on and stepped out of the bathroom

makeshift

York advised, glancing at Kristin.

they were

a limited number of staff had been in and out of the

been too panicked to consider keeping the water bottle

their tracks, because

be scared,” Rhett

the person behind this was

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

felt a wave of retrospective

Something’s happened! Call an ambulance!*

filled the air, his hands apparently

in Rhett’s arms. They rushed out of the hotel and into the elevator. “Mr. Fitzgerald, what’s

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

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searching for the open

the contents

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

housekeeper went pale, almost collapsing to the floor.

you up to this? You’ve got some nerve

shook with fury. This was a criminal

just saw the door open and came

switched sulfuric acid. “Caught red–handed. Go explain

underground parking lot.

the car, still in

pulling

at Rhett, feeling the aftershock of the incident.

Rhett was

first.

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

had just had a run–in with Nicola, and then this attempt on her life, a warning

flexing

had become too comfortable within the Fitzgerald

Kristin nodded stiffly.

to seeing the seaside night view