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

Chapter 181

At the Thyme Tavern, Rhett had made a reservation well in advance, ensuring he, Summer, and Kristin could dine without any disturbances.

Unbeknownst to Kristin, at that very moment, back at the FitzGerald Group’s lounge, two men were fighting over her.

Mr. FitzGerald, it’s all taken care of. Kenney got a good thrashing from Tam and ended up in the hospital. He won’t be causing trouble for a while,” York reported over the phone to Rhett.

Kristin eyed Rhett cautiously as he stepped aside to take the call, feeling uncertain.

“Mom, this place looks expensivę,” Summer whispered.

Kristin smiled at her son, saying gently, “If you study hard and grow strong, one day when you’ve made your own money, maybe you can invite… Mr. FitzGerald here for dinner, okay?”

Summer blinked. “He’s Dad…”

Kristin glanced around and whispered, “Summer, Mr. FitzGerald was just comforting you. You can’t take it seriously. He… will be someone else’s dad someday.”

Worried her son might be set up for disappointment, Kristin tried to console him gently.

Summer’s eyes reddened slightly, and he looked down, feeling a bit hurt. “I don’t want him to be someone else’s dad.”

“Summer… you can’t think like that. Mr. FitzGerald will get married eventually, and he’ll have his own kids, so…” Kristin’s fingers tensed. “I’m sorry, Summer. I will give you a complete home, okay?”

“You did nothing wrong, Mom.” Summer cupped Kristin’s cheeks and cooed softly.

“Auntie Kristin, where did Uncle Rhett go?” Milo, the little boy who seemed lost without a home, clung to Summer every day.

Unable to shake off the persistent little tag–along, Summer had no choice but to bring him along.

“He went to make a call,” Kristin said, ruffling Milo’s hair with a smile.

“Good evening, are you ready to order?” The waiter looked down at Kristin and Summer with a less–than–friendly attitude. After all, high–end establishments like this were known for their snobbery.

Kristin and Summer were dressed simply, but Milo’s outfit was clearly expensive. Even his little shoes were a

limited edition, costing a pretty penny.

“Just… just a moment,” Kristin nodded, her social anxiety showing through.

Summer counted his fingers. “I want to treat Dad to dinner. My uncle gave me some pocket money; I’ve been saving for a long time.”

was taken aback for a second,

waiter, pulling out a wad of cash from his little cross–body bag, with bills of tens, twenties, and even a

hundred–dollar bill.

mockingly. “Kid, that won’t even secure

go somewhere else?” Summer asked

wait for Rhett to return

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then, please leave Don’t waste our time: reservations here s water said impatiently, seeing Kristin hesitate to

You better apologize to Summer and this lady, or you’re definitely going to regret it,” Milo stated angrily, slamming the table and

whose child are you? Do you know who owns this restaurant?

“Who?” Milo asked.

the SilverScreen Entertainment. It’s not for just anyone. Bee that table

a

were only

lady of SilverScreen Entertainment and a

jail; the women there envied Patty, believing she was the most likely candidate

ordering, why are you still

Milo yelled,

then, Rhett walked in, looking

and Tam had made it clear: if Kenney caused any more trouble at the FitzGerald Group, he’d

pleased with his cousin Tam as an enforcer.

to Summer and Aunt

he approached.

Rhett, the waiter panicked, covering his mouth in

someone like Rhett, a top–tier billionaire, bring such plainly dressed women

that Rhett would be connected to

waiter quickly tried to explain. “I’m so sorry, Mr. FitzGerald.

to treat you to dinner, but he only has five

not wanting

of surprise and amusement. “Summer wants to treat

out of her head. Dad? Rhett had a son?

could it be… And dressed so modestly? Could it be that his faded shirt was some sort

cash with glee. “Been saving up for

casting a shadowed glance