Chapter 198

At the wedding, Rhett and Kristi

Kristin was a bundle of nerves but obeyed, ignoring the incessant ringing.

Back at the hotel, her mind was elsewhere, anxiety gnawing at her. Crossing Holcomb was like poking a bear – you don’t do it unless you’re looking for trouble.

If she were in Rhett’s shoes, she’d lay low, bide her time, and play nice – whether it meant forging an alliance with the Haywoods or the Lewises. You have to secure your footing before you can tighten your grip on power.

She had faith in Rhett’s capabilities. Given three years, she was sure the FitzGerald Group would be clutched firmly in his hands.

But he had chosen this moment to lock horns with Holcomb.

It was a bold move, but not necessarily the wisest.

Yet, this was Rhett’s choice, and Kristin felt it wasn’t her place to question it.

“What do you want for dinner?” Rhett asked softly.

“I…” Kristin looked up at him, her thoughts elsewhere. “Anything’s fine. I’m not picky.”

“How about I cook for you?” Rhett suggested, wrapping his arms around her.

Thankfully, their resort suite was outfitted with a kitchen, ready for use.

Kristin’s eyes widened in surprise. “Mr. FitzGerald, please tell me you’re not planning to torch the hotel kitchen? That could cost a fortune…”

Her worry about the cost vanished as she remembered who she was talking to Rhett could certainly afford it.

Rhett chuckled at her concern. “I made sandwiches for you the other day, didn’t I?”

“Sandwiches don’t require cooking,” Kristin pointed out, eyeing the ingredients that the hotel butler had prepared in anticipation of Rhett’s culinary endeavor.

It was clear Rhett was set on grilling steaks.

“Are

Kristin asked, her tone

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raised eyebrow. He took off his watch, slipped out of his jacket,

phone rang again, but it wasn’t Holcomb this time – it

Eve.” Kristin handed Rhett

soured slightly.

half–sister, her sudden outreach piqued

answered, his voice dripping with a

Dad? I overheard him saying he’s going to freeze your shares… What’s going on? You

for Rhett. She might be brash, but she didn’t want her mother snatching away what

aware that Rhett neither accepted nor liked her, showing nothing but disdain for both her

Rhett responded

was using Eve to send him a message, thinking he’d

let out a cold

you and Mom. Come home, and we

told her, still offering a sliver of kindness by

tossed the phone aside.

you going back?” Kristin asked quietly.

very well

as he focused on preparing the steak for Kristin. “By the way,

the tickets yourself?” Kristin was surprised, as she usually handled his

schedule.

Rhett

with anticipation, wondering where Rhett was planning to take

face was a thundercloud as he

said he caught a cold and wasn’t feeling well.

a convenient excuse

he dares not come back? He’s embarrassing himself, parading that Kristin around at the banquet. He’s disgracing the FitzGerald name!” “Exactly, Kristin’s background is nothing but a stain. She’s a con artist with a record, a fake heiress. If word gets out, where will the FitzGerald

what they’re saying about us now behind

about Kristin. Why drag Rhett into it? Rhett’s the president of the FitzGerald Group. He can take his assistant to a

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