Chapter 226

Mr. FitzGerald.. Kristin got into the car, her voice tinged with nerves

Was Rhett mad at her?

Weren’t you let go from your job?” Rhett reminded her, his tone edged with a reminder she couldn’t avoid.

Kristin let out a sound of realization, finally catching on.

What should I call you then?” Rhett asked with a brooding look on his face.

“Well, I can’t keep calling you that,” Kristin muttered, feeling a flush of embarrassment at the formality of their titles.

“Too hot to handle?” Rhett was clearly irked, “Or am I not worthy?”

“No, that’s not it,” Kristin rushed, waving her hands frantically, her gaze dropping to her fidgeting fingers, “Are you angry with me?”

Rhett sighed and pulled her into a retaliatory kiss, “Why would I be angry?”

Kristin’s ears burned red as she cast a panicked glance around and thankfully the school entrance was mostly deserted.

“Did Hanson come looking for you?” she whispered.

“Growing a backbone? Going behind my back to contact Hanson?” Rhett drove with one hand, the other gripping Kristin’s hand tightly.

“It was just business,” Kristin sneaked a look at Rhett, trying to explain, “The Lewis family wants to establish themselves in Silvergrove City, a partnership with the FitzGerald Group seemed like a surefire way.”

“So you sold me out?” Rhett gritted his teeth, “Do you realize what you’re doing is akin to human trafficking?“–

Kristin stared at him, shocked. How did helping become trafficking?

“Mrs. Lewis‘ biological daughter still hasn’t been found, and they gave it a year. I thought that’d be enough time for you,” she ventured again.

“Is Hanson an idiot?” Rhett didn’t buy that Hanson would let Kristin off the hook so easily, “What else did you promise him?”

“Just to be his assistant, to help him secure the Larkspur Landing project,” Kristin said, her voice a diminishing whisper.

Rhett hit the brakes hard, pulling over.

The Larkspur Landing project was under the Turner family’s jurisdiction, with Clarence at the

Was Kristin really going to compete with Clarence for the project?

Frowning, Rhett looked at her. “Are you sure?”

helm.

Turner family,” Kristin’s anxiety was evident, her eyes reddening as she struggled to

Rhett would misinterpret her

see her as a venomous snake, just like

it’s unfair,” Rhett felt a pang in his chest, but his grip on her hand was reassuring. “Kristin, you

to steady her breath, her panic palpable.

getting close to Clarence will hurt you,” Rhett admitted, concerned that Clarence could trigger painful memories

past memories were torture for her every minute.

“event

dig up everything about Kristin’s past years, but he couldn’t even bring himself to

afraid of losing control of

it be for Kristin herself?

won’t,” Kristin shook

looked at Rhett with a newfound determination, “I want to help

wanted to be a woman of worth by his

heart skipped a beat, an overwhelming

not falling for Kristin sooner, for not being there to whisk her away when her true heritage was cruelly revealed six years ago, to give her a home.

had endured over the years left Rhett feeling choked and powerless.

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past but was hell bent on

and I’ll always have your back,” Rhett wanted to say she didn’t have to

that seemed too selfish.

restraining her, he’d rather give her the security

Win or lose, you’ve got me behind

stared at Rhett, lost in thought for a

this was what it felt like to

quick kiss, then immediately felt the

her head with a smirk, “You think you

her face flushed as she avoided his gaze.

settle this at home. You owe me an explanation for wanting to be Hanson’s assistant. That’s the one thing I

fear in her eyes, “I can’t back out, and I’ve already agreed with

agree,” Rhett said sternly, his face darkening. Hanson was no

“Why?” Kristin sniffled.

Rhett shot her a stern glance.

a warm sensation in her chest, and she shyly turned her gaze away,

yet it still knew how to

I could do whatever I want,” Kristin murmured under

his molars, a mischievous glint in his

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