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, his voice low.

covering her

that, the consequences could have been disastrous from severe damage to her throat to a life–threatening

as he screwed the cap back on and stepped out of

at the room and set up makeshift cameras in both the bathroom and the main

natural,” York advised, glancing

nodded dumbly, aware that they were trying to

been in and out of the room. It wouldn’t be fair to accuse anyone without

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

to the crime scene to cover their tracks, because simply flushing the bottle down the toilet would leave no

Rhett

whether the person

could this be a personal attack?” York whispered. Rhett nodded. If he hadn’t been the one to open the

felt a

Call an ambulance!*

shouts filled the air,

hotel and

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

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still–open room, searching for the open

poured the contents

from the doorway, carrying a note of sarcasm as

went pale, almost collapsing to the

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

This

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

pointing to the prepared cameras and the switched sulfuric

the underground

in the car, still

asked, pulling her close.

Rhett, feeling the aftershock

was about to consume, she would need to

first.

going back to Silvergrove City, and York will stay to handle things here,” Rhett said, his mood dark. He

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

snorted coldly, flexing

comfortable

Kristin nodded stiffly.

to seeing the