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

Chapter 220

Just head on back Rhett sald, pressing a hand to his forehead

The lawyer hesitated, his words stuck in his throat, but after a long silence, he decided to speak up. ‘Mr. FitzGerald, you’ve endured for over a decade. A few more days won’t make a difference”

Rhett remained silent.

Over a decade. Since he was a child, certain seeds had already taken root and begun to sprout.

“Rhett, rebvember, mom would never take her own life, never.”

Rhett. I have you, I would never han myself. Remember, if something ever happens to me, it wasn’t by my own hand…”

Rhett could never forget, that year he was only eight, the night Holcomb came home drunk and turned the house upside down in a violent rage.

On that stormy night, Rhett stood hidden behind the door, watching Holcomb strike his mother with a golf club, over and over.

His door was locked from the outside, and no matter how much he cried and screamed, he couldn’t open it. His fingers trembled as he pressed them against his forehead, veins bulging on the back of his hand.

The shadows of childhood can indeed follow you for a lifetime.

“Rhett Upstairs, Kristin walked out barefoot, her eyes red and swollen from crying.

She called out for Rhett, not Mr. FitzGerald, just his first name – Rhett.

Rhett’s thoughts snapped back to the present, a sharp pang in his chest.

Looking up at Kristin standing at the top of the stairs, he rose to his feet and quickly ascended. “Bad dream?”

“I dreamed you died…” Kristin was still crying, crying hard.

For Kristin, the worst nightmare wasn’t Rhett leaving her, it was Rhett dying – He was killed by someone because of her.

Rhett let out a chuckle, pulling Kristin into his arms to comfort her. “Been watching too many thrillers?”

Tm scared, if we push the Haywoods too far…” Kristin fretted.

She knew Hertha wasn’t foolish, not like Adrienne and Fiona, those foolish women.

and skilled

was no telling what

pushing those people too far, think about where to bite to be lethal and prevent

attack, aiming for the

for the throat first, ensuring their prey can’t

leaves no room for the enemy

on Rhett’s shoulder, pondering his words.

more than just tactics,

Haywoods haven’t retaliated?” Kristin clung to Rhett’s neck, whispering.

a mistress is a personal matter, unconnected to the Haywood name. Claimed she’s not close with

then spoke again. “No matter how fierce the online uproar, to Mr. Holcomb, it’s just pressure. If he insists on you marrying Hertha amidst such a storm, it only means one thing: the Haywoods hold something over the Fitzgerald Group, something more critical than reputation–Mr.

all along, the truth about his mother’s death,

Kristin’s guess, Hertha’s final

chip the Haywoods dare not reveal, not until the last

eyes flickered, looking down at

was truly smart.

Hertha’s mother was once close to mine, but then they drifted apart,” Rhett murmured, kissing Kristin’s cheek. “Even if the Haywoods have something on us, they wouldn’t dare go public with

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had anything to do with the Haywoods, they knew. Theti would come after

Holcomb expects you to attend the prese conference this

lying in Rhett’s arms for who knows how long when York’s call came

was still set on Rhett’s engagement

you going to go?” kristie asked timidly, gripping Rhett’s clothes

keep me here?

down, biting her lip.

it would mean

to keep me…” Rhett’s voice was husky, lazily leaning back

no intention of going,

how Fiona had coyly flirted with that man

keep him?

gently tugged at Rhett’s tie, her voice barely a whisper. “Can you not

an excuse for Rhett.

of the media storm; he wouldn’t want to drag the Fitzgerald Group into it, better to

of her. It was painfully obvious he hadn’t picked