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

telling what she might

Kristin downstairs in his arms. “Instead of worrying about pushing those people too far, think about

they attack,

the throat first, ensuring their prey can’t fight back.

room for the

her head on Rhett’s shoulder, pondering his words.

lethal strike… That requires more than just tactics, it requires absolute strength and resources.

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

with them, that their families don’t mingle

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

truth about his mother’s death, and

was Kristin’s guess, Hertha’s final bargaining chip.

Haywoods dare not reveal, not until

looking down

was truly smart.

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

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

to attend the prese

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

was still set on Rhett’s engagement to the

going to go?” kristie asked

keep me here? Rhett

lap, looked down, biting her lip.

got engaged to Hertha, it would mean

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

of going, yet he

down, remembering how Fiona had

she keep him?

voice barely a whisper. “Can you not go?

an excuse

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

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