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

Chapter 22

“Vincent! You’re a beast,” Caleb was itching to charge forward but got blocked by Vincent’s

crew.

“Mr. Gladstone, you best sit tight and watch.” They were helpless. After all, it was Vincent, a member of the FitzGerald family, Rhett’s younger brother.

In Silvergrove City, who’d dare to pick a fight with the FitzGeralds?

Who’d have the nerve to take on Rhett?

Everyone sucked up to Vincent not because of who he was but because he was Rhett’s brother. “Caleb, keep your cool. If you don’t throw a punch, I’ll tell my brother to put in a good word for you with Mr. Bryce,” Vincent said mockingly, using the Gladstone Group to threaten Caleb.

He bet Caleb, the yellow–bellied guy, would cave for his interests.

He just wanted Kristin to see what kind of a man Caleb was.

“Let me go…” Kristin pleaded through tears. “Vincent, please, let me go.”

But begging was useless. Kristin should’ve known that by then.

A few guys roughly grabbed Kristin, pushing her down on the couch, trying to rip her clothes off. Kristin cried and struggled, but it was no use.

“Help me… please, help me…” Kristin looked to Caleb for rescue, feeling like she’d fallen into an icy pit, cold and suffocating.

Caleb’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he wanted to step forward, but he hesitated.

Without the Gladstone Group, he’d be another doormat in their circle. Fingers clenched until they shook, Caleb looked away.

He hadn’t expected that Ms. Turner, once so untouchable, would be brought so low by this

crowd.

That blooming white rose was nothing but withered petals.

to strip Kristin of all her thorns, of every shining part,

despair, no

pointless. How could these people

couch, Kristin ceased her futile attempts to fight.

seeing her

Chapter 22

Vincent ensured she received “special treatment” – a daily dose of bullying. Those bruises on her would take a long time to

or what? What’s with all these bruises?”

were up for a good time but not

quickly backed off from Kristin. “I

guys she’s been with. She’s filthy. Vincent, we don’t

there, eyes empty, not

way to destroy a girl was to start

had been through this

crush on her back then, and Kristin would find love letters on her desk daily.

most persistent

and Caleb had publicly confessed to Kristin, but Kristin turned them

Kristin had already slept with guys,

and was bullied by the girls in her class,

spilled pig blood on her ballet costume

↑ dance shoes.

no one daring to

Kristin had seen Vincent as her redemption, a beam of light in her dark

she’s already got

her if

in the day and couldn’t eat or sleep well because

here soon.”

lay on the couch,

up, Kristin pulled at her clothes, realizing all the

because there were no tears left.

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