When the Boss’ Lady Became His Sister-in-law

Chapter 221

“Are you a fool? Rhett grumbled, pulling Kristin closer and flicking her forehead in a mock scolding gesture.

Kristin instinctively winced, expecting pain, but he had tempered his touch.

“Six years,” Rhett mused, a frown creasing his brow, “If Hertha really had evidence of us being together from six years ago, wouldn’t she have used it by now? I mean, if she was the one from six years ago, why would she wait until now to spill the beans?”

Kristin had considered this, but if it wasn’t Hertha, then who? And that thought seemed even more troubling.

Rhett wrapped his arms around Kristin, typing away on his phone, composing a tweet that read, “Holding hands forever, growing old together.”

No sooner had Rhett’s tweet hit the internet than it went viral, skyrocketing to the top trend.

Many people left comments under his post about their own heartbreaks.

Rhett, breaking his usual silence, replied personally to the top three comments.

Comment A: “Mr. FitzGerald, it’s not even press conference time yet and you’ve already made an official announcement? Is it really Hertha? If it’s someone from the Haywood family, I’ll cry.”

Rhett replied, “My wife’s last name isn’t Haywood.”

Comment B: “Rhett, please don’t get involved with the Haywoods, and they’re vicious.”

Rhett replied simply, “Okay.”

“People of wealth marry their equals. Even if Rhett never marries, he’d never take someone poor.”

Rhett replied, “In the modem world, a match of equals has nothing to do with family history or wealth. If I find her worthy, and she finds me valuable, and it’s as simple as that.”

Rhett’s foray into responding to comments set the internet ablaze all over again.

At the FitzGerald Group headquarters, Holcomb was prepping for the press conference when a pale–faced PR rep burst in.

“Mr. Holcomb, “The PR rep stuttered, “Mr. Rhett has gone public with his relationship on Twitter.”

Holcomb’s face darkened instantly. He grabbed his phone, shot up from his seat, and slammed his fist on the table, “Who dared him to

be this bold? Bastard!”

Holcomb, livid, banged the table repeatedly, barely able to control his rage.

To him, Rhett’s pre–conference love revelation was the ultimate provocation.

He must deal with Rhett.

Hertha is threatening suicide. She’s distraught. We’ve

assistant, “Call Rhett and tell him

indeed crossed the

Holcomb would not let it slide.

the conference room.

high heels, “Vincent, Rhett’s digging his own grave, pure folly.”

fixated on a photo

about the tiny mole on Kristin’s left hand, and clearly, the woman

been biding his

Vincent remained silent.

come,”

cut

had become uncontrollable.

to me?” Nicola snapped, frustrated with

snapped back to attention, asking softly, “Mom, is it true what you said five years ago about Kristin squeezing five million out of you?”

into you today? With everything going on, why bring this up?”

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was true,”

true. She admitted it in court, remember?” Nicola rolled her eyes, moving toward the window with her coffee, “Let’s focus on the real Issue here. Holcomb is furious with Rhett, and with the board members present, he’s bound to make a decision. If you can secure tnore shares than Rhett, we can kick

to see Rhett out of the FitzGerald

without the family name, Rhett

and stood

do everything to convince Holcomb to hand over

be outdone by Rhett.

FitzGerald

from scratch? Vincent would never allow him the chance

he had been through over the years,

worthless.

suicide threat,” Nicola commented as sirens wailed

one. Without any public sympathy, she knows how to create it.”

actually consider pairing you with Hertha. A woman like that could really support you,” Nicola said

like hearing

mess, batty as a bedbug. If it weren’t for her status as a true–blue Turner heiress, she’d be nothing. Frankly, I wish she’d just kick the bucket and be done with

was visibly upset, “Watch it, bad luck might hear you.”

out of the office.

the place was swarming with reporters.

its gaze to Hertha