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.

Holcomb, Miss Hertha is threatening suicide. She’s

pointing at his assistant, “Call Rhett and tell him

had indeed crossed

not let it slide.

the conference

sipped her coffee leisurely in her high heels, “Vincent, Rhett’s digging his

somber, his gaze fixated on a photo on his

left hand, and clearly, the woman in Rhett’s announcement

that he had been biding his

Vincent remained silent.

come,” Nicola

Holcomb should be ready to cut

all, Rhett had

you even listening to me?” Nicola snapped,

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

gotten into you today? With everything going on, why bring

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it was true,” Vincent insisted, his head throbbing

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 him out

to see Rhett out of the

the family name, Rhett

his fists and

convince Holcomb to hand over the company to him.

be outdone by Rhett.

backing of the FitzGerald Group, what would

the ashes? Starting from scratch? Vincent would

had been through over the years, trampled

worthless.

suicide threat,”

public sympathy,

I’d actually consider pairing you with Hertha. A woman like that could really

wouldn’t like hearing this,” Vincent frowned, signaling Nicola to watch her words.

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

Vincent was visibly upset, “Watch it, bad luck might

stormed out of the

Group building, the place

its gaze to Hertha after her suicide scare.