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

Chapter 8

“Rhett…” Vincent was also scared, but meanwhile, he was shocked. Rhett, who always hated strangers getting close, acted so out of character.

“Rhett, sorry. Ruby had a car accident. She needs a kidney transplant. Kristin owes Ruby one, and I was afraid she might pull something sneaky, so I brought her home to stay for a few days,” Vincent quickly explained.

Rhett didn’t make a peep. He never liked to poke his nose into other people’s business, especially Vincent’s business.

“Get lost, kid,” Vincent said, reaching to grab Summer when he saw Rhett wasn’t responding.

But Summer clung to Rhett’s legs, hugging him like a koala bear.

Though small, Summer had learned to read the room. He could tell Vincent was a baddie, always picking on Mom, but this baddie seemed afraid of the man he was hugging.

Kristin was panicked and felt nothing but heartache. He was just a five–year–old child.

“Summer, Mommy will take you to find Daddy, okay?” Kristin coaxed softly.

“Then hurry and find that jerk to take this brat off our hands!” Vincent spat, unable to control his temper and pry Summer off.

Rhett looked at the little boy, smearing snot and tears all over his leg, and instead of getting mad, he felt a chuckle coming on.

A five–year–old kid….

“Are you my daddy? Will you be my daddy and protect Mommy?” Summer looked up innocently and asked.

Vincent’s face went darker. Did he believe a five–year–old could say something like that? It had to be Kristin’s doing, right?

up, soothing Summer. “Listen, he

he saw

leading Summer and Kristin to the backyard, Rhett said nothing but looking down at his dirty pants.

preparing a change of clothes for Rhett. “You go wash

Anything unclean

need,” Rhett said

in shock. No

FitzGerald wants was like searching for

fingers. “York, it’s been six years. Haven’t we found the person I’m looking for?”

nervously. “Mr. FitzGerald, that night at the hotel… the surveillance didn’t work, so nothing was recorded, and you didn’t have me investigate

darkened. “Are you

I didn’t mean that. It’s just, it’s been so many years, it’s hard

with Rhett’s temperament, he’d skin her alive and throw her in

man with a strong psychological

well.

get into their untouchable Mr. FitzGerald’s bed!

into it. causing a

was only someone else’s tactic against

there was still no sign.

investigating, but too much time had passed.

had been drugged that night,

talk?” Rhett’s