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, then smiled at

that okay?” Summer looked up at the waiter, pulling out a wad of

hundred–dollar bill.

“Kid, that won’t even

this place is too pricey. Should we go somewhere

thinking to wait for Rhett to return before suggesting they

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

belongs to my sinole. You better apologize to Summer and this lady, or you’re definitely going to

one, whose child are

“Who?” Milo asked.

that table over there? Do you know who’s dining? It’s

a corner

only two tables occupied that

SilverScreen Entertainment and a top–tier celebrity who was rumored to have had a

there envied Patty, believing she was the most likely candidate to become Mrs. FitzGerald and

if you’re not ordering, why are you still sitting here?” The waiter urged Kristin to leave.

Milo yelled, frustrated.

in, looking in

had made it clear: if Kenney

quite pleased with his cousin Tam

waiter is being mean to Summer

as he approached. “What’s going

panicked, covering

like Rhett,

never occurred to her that Rhett would

with fear, and the waiter quickly tried to explain.

her off, stepping in to defuse the situation. “No, it’s not that. Summer wanted to treat you to dinner, but he only has five hundred dollars, so… he can’t afford this place.”

not wanting to embarrass Rhett.

front of Summer, his face a mix of surprise and amusement. “Summer wants to

waiter’s eyes nearly bulged out of her

it be that his

wad of cash with

Summer in his arms, casting a shadowed glance at the