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.

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

his assistant, “Call Rhett and tell him to

indeed crossed the

Holcomb would not let it slide.

conference room.

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

somber, his gaze fixated on a photo on his

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

biding his

Vincent remained silent.

come,” Nicola stood up.

cut off his

all, Rhett had become

you even listening to me?” Nicola snapped, frustrated with

is it true what you

gotten into you today? With everything

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true,” Vincent

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

see Rhett out of the FitzGerald Group and the FitzGerald family.

FitzGerald Group, without the family name,

his fists and stood

convince Holcomb to hand over

outdone

the backing of the FitzGerald Group,

ashes? Starting from scratch? Vincent would never allow him the chance to

making him understand what he had been through over the years, trampled upon,

worthless.

suicide threat,” Nicola commented as sirens wailed below.

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

weren’t for the Haywoods‘ tarnished reputation, I’d actually consider pairing you with Hertha. A woman like

are you talking about? Ruby wouldn’t like hearing this,” Vincent frowned, signaling Nicola to

heiress, she’d be nothing. Frankly, I wish

“Watch it, bad luck might hear you.”

out

FitzGerald Group building, the place was

whole media circus had shifted its gaze to Hertha