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 skilled at camouflage.

no telling what

pushes you too far?” Rhett carried Kristin downstairs in his arms. “Instead of worrying about pushing those people too far, think about where to bite to be lethal and

they attack, aiming for the

first, ensuring their prey can’t fight

room for the enemy to breathe.

her head on Rhett’s shoulder, pondering his

strike… That requires more than just tactics, it requires absolute strength

we calm the online storm? The Haywoods haven’t retaliated?”

a mistress is a personal matter, unconnected to the Haywood name. Claimed she’s not close with them, that

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,

his mother’s death, and the evidence, was in the Haywoods‘

Hertha’s final bargaining chip.

a chip the Haywoods dare not

eyes flickered, looking down at

truly smart.

murmured, kissing Kristin’s cheek. “Even if

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to do with the Haywoods, they knew. Theti would

Mr. Holcomb expects you to

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

Holcomb was still set on

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

want to keep me here? Rhett

lap, looked down, biting her lip. She truly didn’t want

engaged to Hertha, it would mean

do to keep me…” Rhett’s voice was husky, lazily leaning back on the couch.

had no intention of going, yet he still

remembering how Fiona had coyly

she keep

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

even crafted an excuse

want to drag the Fitzgerald Group into it, better to wait until the

fill of her. It was painfully obvious he hadn’t picked up on her playful pouting…