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

Chapter 173

In the office, Vincent clicked on the folder labeled with Kristin’s name and stared at her ID photo for a long time. It was the only picture of Kristin since she got out of jail, taken when she joined the company.

He saved the photo in his encrypted folder, where he also kept old pictures and videos of him and Kristin. He knew he couldn’t forget her. How could he possibly forget?

He hated that she had betrayed him, that she had been so stubborn about confessing, and went to jail five years ago. He hated that she chose to hurt him as her way of getting back at him.

Before the scandal exposed Kristin as a fake heiress, she had been gentle and naive, budding pure white rose.

like a

In the encrypted album, there was a folder that Vincent secretly used to store old photos of them together.

Ruby thought Vincent had deleted them all, but he had hidden them away.

In one of the photos, fourteen–year–old Kristin was wearing her school uniform skirt, her innocent smile leading a cheer routine in the schoolyard. She was always so dazzling, shining brightly.

Despite the crowd, Vincent could always spot her in an instant.

Back then, the boys in the class were desperate to get a closer look at Kristin, signing up for every sports event possible to see her lead the cheers.

“Vincent, go Vincent!” she’d chant, pompoms in hand, in a video Vincent had watched repeatedly for the past five years.

It was the day he ran the 4×400 meter relay, pulling off a miraculous comeback after hearing Kristin’s cheers. At that time, he and Kristin weren’t yet a couple.

Young love was pure and simple, with no schemes, only the adoration for that white rose, that cool moonlight.

“Kristin, the goddess of the third class!”

The next video was from the closing ceremony of the sports event. On the brink of blooming, the fourteen–year–old Kristin danced alone so beautifully that it took everyone’s breath away.

Kristin always shone the brightest, no matter where she went.

On stage, dressed in a white ballet costume, she danced alone to a silent audience, erupting into cheers only at the end.

“Do you have a thing for Kristin, Vincent? Why are you recording her?”

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a crush on

the video amidst the teasing

and you all better stay away from

class eight likes

and the video broke into more teasing. “Vincent, your crush is done dancing. Go give her

and noise filled the

Vincent leaned back in his

enough to sear into

all of Kristin in the classroom and the dance studio.

camera seemed to follow Kristin at all times.

be together. I’ll

following video, their classmates were egging them on.

a desk, her delicate, youthful face pale and her hair disheveled. She looked like she’d just been

up at Vincent timidly.

for anything,” Vincent countered,

remaining silent amidst the

quiet. “Shut

fell silent. Vincent looked

a long while, she carefully nodded, her face flushed with

classmates burst into

behind,” Kristin said, looking up at Vincent. “I can help you

her desk. “If you

eyes always shimmering. “Okay, but you have to

not first?” Vincent

said naturally, a statement of fact, not

confident and beautiful. She was confident that Vincent could

Kristin ended up with such a fate.

I’ll always protect

embarrassed in Rhett’s office as she watched

he still

standing there, looked so dark and menacing.

the danger and bolted.

was still

referring to Vincent in the

down, her eyes starting

the ones she least

Rhett, usually so composed and proper, never one