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

Chapter 170

On that fateful evening, young Milo found himself abandoned by his parents, seemingly forgotten by the Gladstone family. The family’s finances were in shambles, and Caleb’s folks were busy with work, leaving the boy to fend for himself.

Caleb was as drunk as a lord, his whereabouts unknown, presumably sprawled on some woman’s bed. Eve was also as drunk as a fiddler, lying unconscious at the FitzGerald Mansion.

Kristin couldn’t bear to trust the Gladstone’s help to whisk Milo away. She pleaded with Rhett to let the boy stay, her eyes brimming with concern.

Elated yet cautious, Milo clung to Summer’s hand, his excitement palpable but contained.

After all, loneliness was a child’s greatest fear, but with a playmate by his side, the world seemed a bit brighter.

“Good thing that I switched Summer to a big kid’s bed,” Rhett mused, leaning against the revamped children’s room’s doorframe, ruffling Summer’s hair. “Is it more comfortable now, kiddo, with your growing sprout legs and all?”

Beaming, Summer bolted to the bathroom and found the sink and basin lowered to his height. “You’re the best, Dad!”

Basking in the praise, Rhett couldn’t help but smirk.

“Okay, pumpkins, time for wash up and hit the hay. School’s up early, and we’re inching closer to middle school. Must keep those grades up, you hear that?” Kristin cooed, shepherding the two tykes to brush their teeth.

Not one to watch from the sidelines, Rhett scooped up Summer, squeezing toothpaste onto a brand–new froggy toothbrush.

“I love this toothbrush!” Summer was thrilled with the gift. Anything Dad gave him was a

treasure.

Milo eyed the pink piggy brush Kristin had handed him, a frown creasing his brow. “Aunt Kristin, why’s mine pink? Pink is for little girls, and I’m a big boy.”

Kristin chuckled at his protest. “Who says pink’s only for girls? Boys can rock pink, too.”

It was then Kristin’s cheeks flushed, realizing Milo had called her… Aunt Kristin.

Rhett suppressed a laugh, quite pleased with the title.

“I want the froggy one,” Milo, soiled at home, pointed at Summer’s froggy brush, yearning for green.

“Milo, you’re a guest in our home, and guests need to mind their manners, not snatch things from their hosts. Got it?” Rhett gently admonished.

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of Rhett Millo nodded and got ready to brush

piggy’s cute, though, Summer whispered. “Want

eyes glistened, hope flickering. “Really?”

nodded, handing over

Milo decided. “I’ll stick with the piggy. Piggies are cute.”

their teeth. “Top and bottom, don’t forget, or the cavity critters will get you,” Summer advised, sounding every bit the

not.

the bathroom, clutching Rhett’s sleeve, and they silently withdrew, leaving the

sweet pear and almond dessert for you,” Kristin offered timidly, recalling Rhett’s earlier complaints of an upset stomach. “It might help settle your tummy.”

remembered faking discomfort to dodge dinner.

face lit up with a smile as she hurried to the kitchen to

she believed she was of some value to

the dinner table, Rhett hesitated to speak, his words catching in his throat. Kristin sat beside him,

around her. She’s not like Adrienne. Adrienne’s bad, but at

Hertha seen as a pure jasmine

Hertha… she’s quite capable,”

she were on the same team as Rhett. A

to read. He’s probably still wary of your alliance with the Haywood family. If you and Hertha were

me and Hertha. If there were, you wouldn’t

and ascended the

professional. He knew she had no feelings for him, so he clung

as he had value to her, she wouldn’t leave.

knew he had to make her fall

starting tomorrow, he’d spoil her, cater to her every whim, and make

the table, Kristin’s eyes welled up with

Rhett? She

back her up

only she were still a Turner, she wouldn’t

she wanted what was best for Rhett,

to consider everything for Rhett’s

but when Holcomb did, Kristin would be helpless, no matter how