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

Chapter 174

Rhett sat broodingly in front of his computer, his deep voice cutting through the silence as he gestured toward Kristin’s desk. “Get to work.”

Kristin’s eye rims reddened, uncertainty clouding her thoughts as she wondered if Rhett’s trust in her had faltered.

After a long pause, Rhett’s voice dropped to a stern whisper. “No calf love!”

Kristin turned to gaze at Rhett and responded in confusion, “Okay.”

She was no child anymore. Was there any point in imposing such restrictions at the time?

As Kristin moved to her work desk, Rhett covertly downloaded the encrypted files from Vincent’s computer onto his desktop, then swiftly transferred them to his phone before erasing all traces.

“Mr. FitzGerald, shouldn’t we inspect those closest to us?” Kristin squirmed uncomfortably, eager to clear her name and equally fearful of Rhett’s suspicion. “In cases like this, it’s usually a virus that compromises the computer.”

Rhett leaned back in his chair, rapping his knuckles on the desk. “York.”

Outside, York, who had been eavesdropping, burst into the room in a panic. “Mr. FitzGerald! Right here.”

“Who entered my office after I left yesterday afternoon?” Rhett inquired.

He diligently checked his computer daily except for yesterday, in the tumult over a paternity test, had he left in haste without shutting it down.

But York would normally power down his computer before leaving for the day.

That meant someone had tampered with his computer between Rhett’s departure and York’s end–of–day routine.

“No one, sir. Just me and Kristin,” York replied anxiously. “It wasn’t Kristin, I swear

Kristin was visibly nervous, her gaze lowered and her eyes welling up again.

Rhett massaged his temples. “You’re heading to the SandStone Project site tomorrow

Unsure of where he had misspoken and risked Rhett’s ire, York boldly defended Kristin. “Mr. FitzGerald, you can’t suspect Kristin. I don’t think she’s involved?

Rhett was infuriated by York

Did York think he was being noble, trying to score points with Kristin?

Rhett felt all the men around Kristin were predatory, not a single one trustworthy. He had to keep a close eye on them.

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now,” York exclaimed, slapping his

raised an eyebrow.

“But she was just sitting there the whole time I went to

always–on, unsecured connection, it only takes a USB drive to transmit a virus. In the time it took you to fetch water, someone could’ve

a loss for words. “Should…

have

cameras

shook his head.

plotting together,” Rhett glanced at the clock. “The Haywood family should be

down his spine

what are you…”

stood up and, grabbing Granger, still eavesdropping, commanded, “Come

to warn Kristin. “See what happens when you cross Mr. FitzGerald? The Haywood family has messed with him more than once. Just wait for the outcome…

Mr. FitzGerald planning to

what Mr. FitzGerald looks like when he’s mad, right? Did you see his

nodded blankly. In reality, it wasn’t that frightening. It was just a bizarre warning about not dating

Mr. FitzGerald’s face so dark,”

feel Mr. FitzGerald is madder at Vincent,” Kristin mused, wondering if it was just her perception.

must’ve been Vincent who hacked Rhett’s computer, sparking

wait for the news,” York advised, still buzzing with expectation to

not

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09:06

“I

the Haywood family’s press conference, Hertha took the stage on behalf of her parents, publicly acknowledging Adrienne’s wrongdoing. Her speech was a work of art. While playing the victim, she significantly

actions.

a parent holding a picture of their lost child and

of Adrienne. She bullied with impunity, using her family’s influence to drive my daughter to suicide,” the parent cried out, holding up the image

queen bee at school, leading the charge against anyone she disliked. Whoever she scorned, she bullied…”

forget the pain after all these years, but some wounds, they just never heal. I’ve been living in hell

blouse to reveal a collarbone

her,” the woman sobbed, “made me kneel and used my collarbone to stub out their cigarettes, calling it the best ashtray

her face as she recounted her ordeal.

smiled