When the Boss’ Lady Became His Sister-in-law

Chapter 143

At the seaside.

Rhett walked ahead, Kristin trailing behind him.

With Rhett there, how could she have any mind to admire the ocean?

Her heartbeat was a bit frantic, Kristin’s mind filled with thoughts of Rhett.

She had thought he would take her straight back to Silvergrove City, but to her surprise, he’d brought her to see the sea.

“Mr. FitzGerald, the matter has been handed over to the police. The housekeeper said that it was Nicola’s assistant who instructed her to do it. The police have detained Nicola’s assistant, but the individual is taking all the blame. For now, we can’t trace it back to Nicola.”

York had called Rhett.

“Leak the story to the press and say that I was the one who drank that water and got hurt.” Rhett said in a deep voice. “Suppress all that online buzz about the merging of the Haywood family and the FitzGerald family. I don’t want to see any more news about a merger, you understand?”

“Of course.”

When Rhett stepped aside to make the call, Kristin walked alone by the sea.

The beach was adorned with floral lanterns, set up especially for tourists.

As one approached, they would light up, and the flowers would bloom to the sound of soft music.

Kristin looked up in amazement at the blossoming lanterns, standing in the light, gently twirling.

She had once been the sole dancer of Silvergrove City’s premier ballet dancer and the Swan Queen who represented the Silvergrove City Ballet at performances.*

But during her years in prison, her spine had been broken, and she had swallowed all the shattered pieces.

Lifting her hand, Kristin assumed a ballet position.

Her body was stiff. With a sense of loss, she lowered her hand. It seemed she could never return to what had once been.

Trying to stand on tiptoe along with the soft music, Kristin attempted to balance several times before giving up.

A swan with broken wings could never fly back to the blue skies again.

Rhett leaned against the car door, his gaze intense as he watched Kristin.

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He had seen Kristin on stage once before. Back then, he had only felt that Vincent wasn’t worthy of that blooming white rose.

But later, the rose was broken, shattered, trampled into the mud.

What was Kristin’s fault? Was it because she was too beautiful or too pure?

“Mr. FitzGerald, what time is our flight?” Concerned about missing their flight, Kristin ran over

to ask.

to reality, abruptly pulling Kristin into his arms, embracing her.

froze for a second, not

voice was

“Okay.” Kristin nodded.

into the car, Kristin’s heartbeat remained rapid.

long it lasted,

man was beyond

plane, Kristin cautiously glanced at Rhett.

sit inside, asking the flight attendant

for you, that water…” Kristin felt a

didn’t respond, his gaze deep.

with a smile, bringing Rhett

the coffee cup, taking a sip herself first. After ensuring it was safe, she relaxed and passed it to Rhett.

flight attendant froze her

couldn’t help but laugh. “What’s wrong with

sorry.” Kristin admitted, realizing the extent of her actions when she tested Rhett’s cup for

wouldn’t drink it

cup?” Kristin asked the attendant,

attendant kept her professional smile.

need,” Rhett said politely, nodding in

and Rhett, holding the

as she shook

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sipped the coffee. “I never thought airplane coffee

the coffee was quite bitter,

I’ll watch over you,” Rhett whispered, suggesting Kristin take

clasping her fingers, turning her head and closing

was

book stating that when faced with a fatal temptation, no one could resist its allure, but when one was

a dangerous man,

single misstep could mean utter ruin. Yet her heart was still stirred.

too unaware of her

she slept, Kristin was gently awakened. “Kristin,

Kristin realized that at some point she had ended up resting

her seatbelt, and stood,

soon as they disembarked, Holcomb called Rhett.

been efficient. The news of Nicola’s assistant’s criminal offense and the

just arrived,” Rhett spoke

Holcomb told Rhett to return home,

were a normal father, at this time he should be concerned about his son’s well–being, but all Holcomb did was tell Rhett to come home.

guess that next, Holcomb would want

not feeling great.

day Nicola would

scores always required a full house

cracked a smile. “Knock off work early tomorrow and come with me to my house.”