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

Chapter 201

Rhett’s phone buzzed insistently, a call from Eve lighting up the screen.

He furrowed his brow and ignored it.

Eve was nothing but a pawn used by Holcomb and Nicola to test the waters.

“Do we need to rush back?” Rhett asked, after Kristin had ended her call.

“It’s Garner Collins‘ mom. She’s been released from prison and wants to see me,” Kristin said, her gaze distant, her mind evidently elsewhere.

She didn’t know how to face the woman, let alone what to call her.

After being cast out by the Turner family, Kristin found herself without a home until Garner took her in, giving her a room in their rental property.

Garner’s mother hadn’t been in prison then, and she had been insistent that Kristin get an abortion, arguing that a child would be a burden and make it impossible for her to find a husband. She warned that raising a child alone was a grueling task that would wear her down just as it had her.

Kristin had seriously considered terminating the pregnancy, especially since the baby’s father was a mystery. But when the hospital informed her that an abortion could risk her ability to have children in the future, she hesitated.

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Back then, she still dreamt of a traditional life a marriage, a family, a protective and loving husband.

So she made the choice to keep the baby, a decision that sent her spiraling into a personal

hell.

Vincent FitzGerald despised her, the Turner family resented her, and before long, Kristin felt like an outcast, bullied and scorned by all.

Initially, she thought of giving up the baby, starting afresh in a new city. But as her belly grew and she felt the life inside her, she abandoned the idea.

“If you don’t want to see her, then don’t,” Rhett said softly, seeing the turmoil in Kristin’s

eyes.

“It’s not that I don’t want to… From her perspective, should I be grateful for her ‘saving‘ my life? After all, I was the actual beneficiary of the whole heiress thing,” Kristin said with a weary smile, reflecting on the twenty–one years of education and life she’d undeservedly enjoyed as a Turner.

If not for taking over Ruby’s life, perhaps she would have died in childhood.

“Shall I come with you?” Rhett offered, draping a towel around Kristin’s shoulders.

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No… It’s okay, Kristin quickly gestured, not wanting to burden Rhett with her family’s mess, fearing his disgust.

Rhett’s phone rang again, this time his patience waning. He had considered blocking Eve but saw the call was from York.

answered, having warned York not to disturb his

and Milo have run off after school, no one knows where. Melissa is about to tear the school apart looking for

expression darkened. How could sweet little Summer run off like that? Were the FitzGerald family so desperate to get him back that they’d stoop

him, anxiety written

city,” Rhett said, scooping up Kristin as he stood.

Silvergrove City, kindergarten.

surveillance footage,” the principal pleaded, wiping sweat from his brow and

must be looking for trouble,” Melissa snapped, having demanded to see the footage earlier

the principal, who, now fearful, led

and Milo exiting the classroom before school ended,

Melissa, look, the kids… they ran off on their own…” the principal attempted to shirk

Melissa seethed,

terrified. “This blind

something?” Melissa pushed him aside and ordered the bodyguards, “Call the police, let them figure

toward a decrepit warehouse indicated by the

okay, Kristin quickly gestured, not wanting to burden

this time his patience waning. He had considered blocking Eve

have a good reason,” Rhett answered, having warned York not to disturb his vacation without a serious cause.

one knows where. Melissa is about to tear the school apart

How could sweet little Summer run off like that? Were the FitzGerald family so desperate to

looked at him, anxiety written

the city,” Rhett said,

Silvergrove City, kindergarten.

we’re getting the surveillance footage,” the

looking for trouble,” Melissa snapped, having demanded to see the footage earlier only to be

who, now

security room.

and Milo exiting the classroom before school ended, heading straight into a blind spot in the surveillance.

look, the kids… they ran off on their own… the principal attempted to shirk responsibility.

have the nerve to say that to me?” Melissa seethed, grabbing the principal by the collar. “With such a glaring security risk, you better be

blind spot… we had no idea…”

they’re spies or something?” Melissa pushed him aside and ordered the bodyguards, “Call the police, let them figure

Melissa stormed off toward a decrepit warehouse indicated by the

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in the warehouse.

a small wicker basket, and was ready to leave with Milo. “Milo, I’ve got it, our little flower

beamed. “Summer,

headed for the door, only

“Summer, it’s so dark in here.”