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

Chapter 18

Kristin backed away in terror, her eyes wide with fear as she looked at the nanny.

The nanny’s words took her back to her time behind bars.

She was fresh meat then, a newbie in the prison, and everyone was out for a piece of her. Her cellmates claimed their stuff went missing, and no one would take her word for it, no matter what she said. They all ganged up on her, clawing at her clothes, demanding she cough up the stolen goods.

Eve watched with a knowing look as Kristin clutched her child and retreated.

Ah, Kristin.

That was the only Ms. Turner, the former belle of Silvergrove University.

Back in the day, Kristin wasn’t just stunning. She was a cut above the rest academically, too.

Word on the street was that Kristin had mad skills, blowing folks away with her ballet moves and tickling the ivories like a pro, way out of Eve’s league despite her posh upbringing.

Both were high–society young ladies from Silvergrove City, but Eve, the heiress to the FitzGerald family, always played second fiddle to Kristin.

Eve couldn’t help but smirk with a sense of twisted satisfaction.

Once the humanities queen of Silvergrove City, Kristin had waltzed into Silvergrove University with top marks, but then, bam! She ended up in prison in the summer holiday of her junior year. That Silvergrove sweetheart, the apple of the eye of the city’s elite and the object of many men’s affections, never had the chance to foss her graduation cap before she was hauled off to jail.

What a damn shame.

Eve could admit Kristin had talent, but it was all trashed.

At the time, Kristin looked more like a beggar on the streets than the Swan queen she once

was.

“Kristin, you deaf or what? Strip and prove you’re clean,” Eve said with a malicious glee.

curled up tighter, saying nothing.

Stop picking on her.” Summer piped up, clinging to Kristin, defending her

you out of your clothes,” the nanny

Summer, he was just a kid, no

Chapter 18

hoarse, tears scalding as they spilled over.

screamed, begging them to back off.

were etched into her soul, never to

she paid her dues?

did they want from her? Did she have to give up her life to make it

die, but what about

bring Summer to this world. It was her job to

year Summer was born, her postpartum depression so heavy, sitting on the hospital roof for hours with her

it was to leap off

and avoid being thrown in

man’s displeased voice came

Gladstone…” a servant gasped in

thrilled, running

instinctively, not wanting Caleb Gladstone to see Kristin. “Caleb, what brings you back? Weren’t you supposed to be

cold as ice toward Eve. “Your dad’s back in town. He wants me back to talk about the

fists, looking anxious. “Caleb…

ignored Eve, not even sparing a glance at

be so

courtyard, Caleb glanced

disheveled woman cowered in the corner, clutching a child. He

Eve, Vincent, and Adrienne had all been classmates with Kristin since high school.

their mother who managed to marry

furrowed his brow, calling out tentatively.