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

no telling

arms. “Instead of worrying about pushing those people too far, think about where to bite to

when they attack, aiming for the right

go for the throat first, ensuring their

for

on Rhett’s shoulder, pondering his

That requires more than just tactics, it requires

haven’t retaliated?” Kristin clung

unconnected to the Haywood name. Claimed she’s not close with them,

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

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

Hertha’s final bargaining

Haywoods dare not reveal,

looking

was truly smart.

mother was once close to mine, but then they drifted apart,” Rhett murmured, kissing Kristin’s cheek. “Even

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

you to attend the prese conference this afternoon.”

lying in Rhett’s arms for who

still set on Rhett’s engagement to the Haywoods.

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

to keep

Rhett’s lap, looked down, biting her lip. She

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

voice

intention of going, yet he still

had coyly flirted with that

she keep

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

crafted an excuse for

eye of the media storm; he wouldn’t want to drag the Fitzgerald Group

back, his gaze on Kristen as if he couldn’t get his fill of

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