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.

patient and

was no telling what she might

carried Kristin downstairs in his arms. “Instead of worrying about pushing

when they attack, aiming

first, ensuring

leaves no room for the enemy to breathe.

on Rhett’s shoulder, pondering his words.

just tactics, it requires absolute strength and

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

to the Haywood name. Claimed she’s not close with them, that their families don’t mingle much,

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.

been seeking all along, the truth about his mother’s death, and the evidence, was in the Haywoods‘

Kristin’s guess, Hertha’s

it’s a chip the Haywoods dare not reveal, not until

eyes flickered, looking down at Kristin.

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

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

you to attend the prese

Rhett’s arms for who knows how long when York’s

was still set on Rhett’s

asked timidly, gripping Rhett’s clothes tightly

keep me

biting her lip. She truly didn’t want

Fervent got engaged to Hertha, it would mean the end of

voice

had no intention of going, yet he still teased Kristin.

looked down, remembering how Fiona had coyly flirted with

she keep

stiff fingers, she gently tugged at Rhett’s tie, her voice barely a whisper.

crafted an excuse for

he wouldn’t want to drag the Fitzgerald Group into it,

he couldn’t get his fill of her. It was painfully obvious he hadn’t picked up