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

comered, there was no telling what she might do.

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

when they attack, aiming for the right

ensuring their prey can’t

leaves no room for the enemy to breathe.

on Rhett’s shoulder, pondering his

requires more than just tactics, it

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

just 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 she’ll

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

truth about his

guess, Hertha’s

chip the Haywoods dare not reveal,

flickered, looking down

was truly smart.

but then they drifted apart,” Rhett murmured, kissing Kristin’s cheek. “Even if the Haywoods have something on us, they

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

expects you to attend the prese conference this

had been lying in Rhett’s arms for who knows how long when York’s call came through.

was still set on Rhett’s engagement to the

kristie asked timidly, gripping Rhett’s clothes

keep me

looked down, biting her

to Hertha, it would mean the

Rhett’s voice was husky, lazily leaning back

no intention of going, yet

how Fiona had coyly flirted

she keep him?

barely a whisper. “Can you not go? Don’t leave me alone.”

even crafted an excuse

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

lounged back, his gaze on Kristen as if he couldn’t get his fill of her. It was painfully obvious