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.

wanted to strip Kristin of all her thorns, of every shining part, drag her through the mud, and

at Caleb with despair, no longer struggling or

was pointless. How could these people possibly save

helplessly on the couch, Kristin ceased

tore her clothes open, seeing her body covered in bruises

Chapter 22

she received “special treatment” – a daily dose of bullying. Those bruises

What’s with all these bruises?” Someone said with disgust, instinctively

a good time but not at the risk of catching

off from Kristin. “I heard

many guys she’s been with. She’s filthy. Vincent, we

empty, not moving an

way to destroy a girl was

through this back

then, and Kristin would find love letters on her desk

persistent suitor, followed by

to Kristin, but Kristin

with guys, putting on airs but being promiscuous

over these rumors and was bullied by the girls in her class, enduring verbal abuse.

spilled pig blood on her ballet

↑ dance shoes.

with no one daring to mess

in her dark world and savior. But suddenly, the savior turned into

she if she’s already got a

take her if she was

head–over–heels back in the day and couldn’t eat or sleep well because

here soon.”

the couch, listening to their vile words.

realizing

there

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