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

Chapter 219

The FitzGerald group.

Holcomb was caught in a tug–of–war between his own family’s interests and those of the Haywoods, a prominent family they were allied with.

Richter, had come to Holcomb with his daughter, Hertha, in tow. They were insistent that the press conference scheduled for the afternoon go ahead, despite Holcomb’s wishes to cancel it in light of recent scandals.

“If we back cut of this now, it’ll look like we’re bailing out on the Haywoods,” Holcomb mused, aware of the precarious position he was in. The Haywoods had already taken a hit from the relentless media scrutiny and couldn’t afford another blow to their reputation.

“Holcomb, you’re not seriously considering caving to the news, are you? Their noise won’t touch the true worth of the Haywoods,” Richter said, a hint of a growl in his voice as he sat across from Holcomb. “I’ve sent my youngest daughter abroad to spare us further embarrassment. We’ve done our part. This merger was promised by you, time and again. Don’t disappoint us.”

Holcomb was in a bind. The Haywoods had enough dirt on him to turn his life into a tabloid field day. But the reputation of the FitzGerald group was at stake too.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, Holcomb was momentarily lost for words.

“Rhett isn’t some puppet; the boy has his own mind,” Holcomb said, trying to shift some of the responsibility onto his son.

“Parental wishes and matchmaker’s words should carry some weight! Are you saying Rhett would dare defy tradition? Seems like you lack the authority as a father,” Richter retorted, his hand slapping the armrest of his chair for emphasis. “My daughter has bent over backwards for him, supporting projects like the Harborside Haven and SandStone, putting her heart into making things easier for Rhett. How many in Silvergrove City’s business circle can match up to her?”

“I doubt the FitzGeralds could find a better match,” Richter sneered.

Looking around the business landscape, aside from the Lewises, Lawrences, and Turners, few families could compare to the Haywoods. Unfortunately, the Lewis heiress had disappeared, leaving behind a foster daughter not of direct lineage. Melissa Lawrence of the Lawrence clan, though single, was a widow, and rumors abounded that she brought misfortune to her husbands. Holcomb wasn’t about to choose a twice–wed Melissa over a never–married Hertha.

As for the Turners, their heiress Ruby was already wedded to Vincent FitzGerald, leaving Hertha as the prime choice.

“Hertha is a nice young lady,” Holcomb admitted.

With tears brimming in her eyes, Hertha looked up at Holcomb. “I’m sorry, Mr. FitzGerald. The negative news has unfairly impacted the FitzGerald group, and the blame is all on me.”

demeanor was endearing to anyone

push a bit harder. It’s only noon; by three o’clock, if

the best Holcomb could

“Mr. FitzGerald, if fate isn’t on our

Such a wonderful girl. Rhett was clearly

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glanced at her father, a subtle smile playing on her lips. She was willing to sacrifice even her sister Adrienne to

cost.

At Rhett’s residence.

the car, her

darkness, despair, and loneliness, punctuated by relentless psychological torment. She had screamed soundlessly more times than she

told herself that it was all over, that the sunlight would eventually find her. But the subsequent years had been so harsh that even

sunlight? And how

issue wasn’t with Rhett, it

holds true, with new

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Chapter 219.

Rhett stood at the threshold, his

guilty of defamation. it’s a serious charge, especially considering the severe impact on Kristin… Her multiple suicide attempts in prison and her battles with depression and

the original trial, it was Kristin… who pleaded guilty of

breath

to avoid

wound from five years ago would be incredibly cruel for Kristin,

and Clarence, who testified in court, proving that their actions constitute defamation is challenging without concrete proof. At best, we might only get a public apology.”