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 distraught. We’ve called

at his assistant, “Call Rhett

had indeed crossed

not let

conference

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

gaze fixated on

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

was clever, a tough nut to crack, that he had been biding his time all these years. I overestimated him,” Nicola chuckled, “Provoking Holcomb now

Vincent remained silent.

come,” Nicola stood

Holcomb should be ready to cut off his overly

had

Nicola snapped, frustrated with Vincent’s

to attention, asking softly, “Mom, is it true what you said

gotten into you today? With everything going on,

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to know if it was true,” Vincent insisted, his head

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 out of the FitzGerald Group and

name, Rhett would

fists and stood

do everything to convince Holcomb to hand over the

wouldn’t be outdone by

the backing of the FitzGerald Group, what

phoenix rising from the ashes? Starting from scratch? Vincent would

he had been through over the years, trampled upon,

worthless.

a scene with her suicide threat,” Nicola commented as sirens wailed

sympathy, she knows

with Hertha.

Ruby wouldn’t like hearing

status as a true–blue Turner heiress, she’d be nothing. Frankly, I wish she’d just kick the bucket and be done with it.” Nicola

Vincent was visibly upset, “Watch it,

he stormed out of the

FitzGerald Group building, the place was swarming with

gaze to Hertha after her