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.

was patient and skilled at camouflage.

comered, there was no telling what she might do.

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

to kill when they attack,

ensuring their prey can’t

no room for the enemy to

her head on Rhett’s shoulder, pondering

just tactics, it requires

online storm? The Haywoods haven’t retaliated?” Kristin clung

posted, saying being a mistress is a personal matter, unconnected to the Haywood name. Claimed she’s not close with them, that their families don’t mingle much, and

convinced.” Kristin closed her eyes slowly, 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. Holcomb’s ‘lifeline.”

what Rhett had been seeking all along, the truth about his mother’s death, and the

Hertha’s final bargaining

the Haywoods dare not reveal,

looking down at Kristin.

was truly

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

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mother’s death had anything to do with the Haywoods, they knew. Theti would come after

Fitzgerald, Mr. Holcomb expects you to attend

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

set on Rhett’s

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

want to keep me here?

Big in Rhett’s lap, looked down, biting her

would mean the end

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

going, yet he still

down, remembering how Fiona had

keep him?

her voice barely a whisper. “Can you not go?

an excuse

drag the Fitzgerald Group into it, better

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