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

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She called out to Garner, feigning timidity, “Who are you? When have I ever been with you?”

Her acting was spot–on.

From the sidelines, Garner was baffled. What was this play?

The man glanced at Melissa, still not catching on, “Kristin, you’re turning on me now? You weren’t so cold when you were begging to sleep with me.”

Melissa’s eyes welled up, “I don’t even know you.”

“Don’t know me? Summer is my son.” The man lunged to grab Melissa’s wrist.

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Garner, quick as lightning, grasped the man’s hand and applied a subtle force.

“Kristin, tell Garner to let me go.” The man grimaced in pain.

Melissa sneered and delivered á swift kick between the man’s legs.

He grunted, collapsing to the ground in agony, “Kristin, you bitch.”

Take a good look at who I am,” Melissa retorted, delivering another kick, “Which pound did you escape from, you mad dog?”

The man’s shock turned to realization. This woman wasn’t Kristin. So he shouted, “You’re not Kristin. Where

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“Oh, I begged you, and now you dorft recognize me?‘ Melissa stepped on the man’s head, pointing at the onlookers with their phones out, “Scram, all of you

The bystanders were intimidated by Melissa’s command, but it was clear she wasn’t Kristin.

Hidden in the crowd, Kristin cowered behind Rhett, her heart pounding with adrenaline. Melissa was such a

force to be reckoned with.

She was totally in awe.

“Who are you? After all these years, how could I recognize you? Where’s Kristin? The man was still howling.

With Gamer there, no mischief could be done.

Melissa smirked, “Your mother must be quite the comedian, giving birth to a joke like you. Who sent you to make a scene? Confess, and I might leave you in one piece.*

The man, now petrified by Melissa, tried to resist but was pinned to the ground by Garner.

“I want to see Kristin. I have to see Kristin.” He continued to wail.

Melissa signaled to the security to gag him, “Take him away.”

The man began to fear as he was muffled.

“It’s getting cold. Bury him deep, and don’t let him catch a chill,” Melissa said sternly, glancing at the time, “You have twenty–four hours to find out which mad dog sent him.”

The security nodded, dragging the man away.

“Peace at last,” Melissa said as if cleaning her ears.

“Melissa, you can’t just…” Garner started his face a mix of awe and concern for the trouble she might attract. “What did I do? Did anyone have a problem?” Melissa turned to the onlookers, “An aggressive psychiatric patient, I had him sent to the mental hospital. I’m contributing to public welfare. Did you see it? That man was seriously ill, spouting nonsense.”

The spectators were too frightened to speak.

“Alright, mothers are here to pick up their kids. Let’s go,” Melissa said, grabbing Garner by the collar and dragging him to the car.

Garner frowned, helplessly glancing back at Kristin.

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Kristin waved him off, assuring him that she had Summer’s situation under control.

Garner shot Kristin an exasperated look, but before he could protest, Melissa had already hauled him into the car.

“Melissa, I’m off the clock,” Garner said resignedly to his ‘abductor.

“Overtime, Melissa declared, leaving no room for argument.

The car stopped beside Rhett, and Melissa returned Kristin’s coat, “Mr. FitzGerald, got all that?”

Rhett took the coat, his expression darkening.

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It was clear Kristin had crossed someone, and they were using this method to target her. But making a scene at a preschool entrance served no purpose.

The only possibility was that the commotion was meant to reach the ears of the Bryce family.

Uniter would defaately How has top if he found out about Kristin’s flirty ways, driving him to demand another Bateraly test for tuminer

Ar Fitzbetald, you owe me one for this Melissa reminded Rhett with a nudge.

She was the kind who never catre but on the losing end and fully intended for Rhett to repay the favor.

Had she not slapped in today, Rhett would have taken matters into his own hands.

With so many eyes watching, Rhett throwing punches in the middle of the street, regardless of the reason, would termish his reputation.

“Yes? Rhett nodded, acknowledging the debt.

Melissa’s lips curled up in satisfaction at Rhett’s grunt of agreement.

Rolling up the car window, Melissa threw herself into Garner’s arms, “I was so scared just now.”

Garner massaged his temples, feeling a headache coming on.

“Do you have any guesses?” Rhett asked Kristin.

Kristin shook her head, not because she couldn’t guess, but because she was afraid to say.

Rhett’s expression turned grave as he sensed an ominous feeling.

Once Carter found out Summer wasrit a true Bryce, he would definitely make a move. Carter’s connections would spell trouble for Kristin if he decided to take action.

The phone rang, and it was York with an update.

“Mr. FitzGerald, there’s someone downstairs at the office asking to see Kristin and claim he’s her old college buddy and that he and Kristin used to be an item. He says Summer’s his son, some guy named Kenney.” Rhett clenched his fist, his anger palpable.

They were all coming out of the woodwork now.

Those plotting against Kristin would soon see what the Bryce family was capable of.

hey Rhett’s voice was a low rumble.

econd son of Blue Sea Business Travel, Kenney, York provided the background information

Hasn’t Blue Sea been having some cash flow issues lately?” Rhett let out a scoff.

Did they take him for a fool?

s, their financial chain brake. Several branches across the nation have shut down, and they’re facing

lawsuits

York was getting irritated, “I don’t know how many people Kristin has ticked off. I’ll see him off.”

Over the phone, there was clamor, and this Kenney fellow was demanding to see Kristin and Rhett.

Mr. FitzGerald, he insists on seeing you. He won’t leave unless he does,” York whispered.

“To see me?” Rhett’s voice deepened, “He’s not worthy,”

“Should Kristin meet him then? If Summer’s real dad is indeed Kenney, she should get rid of him fast.” York thought Kristin must be stupid to get involved with Kenney, especially after James,

Kenney was notorious in the jet–set circles for his playboy ways, bullying Kristin with his cronies, and now she had a thing with him.

“Has your brain been eaten by dogs?” Rhett glanced at the time.

“Want to see Kristin? He wishes.”

“No, it’s not that…” York finally caught on, “Mr. FitzGerald, I didn’t mean it like that. It’s just that Kristin seems like a magnet for trouble. I’ll take her to the temple this weekend, get a talisman from a monk or something to attract some good fortune.” Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

“Isn’t Tam classmates with Kenney?” Rhett suddenly remembered his annoying cousin.

“Yes, he’s been after Kristin for years,” York blurted out thoughtlessly.

Rhett’s face darkened further.

“Stir the pot, and let Tam handle it,” Rhett hung up.

If York couldn’t handle this, he might as well take a break.

In the car, Kristin anxiously watched Rhett on the phone by the roadside, sensing his mood was off.

Had something happened?

“Mr. FitzGerald, is there a problem?” Kristin nervously asked.

“Nothing. Just company stuff. York is just being an idiot,” Rhett leaned against the car door, laughing as he ruffled Kristin’s hair.

His demeanor changed in a heartbeat, showering all his affection and kindness onto her.

Kristin breathed a sigh of relief, “Mr. FitzGerald, Neal has called me a dozen times in this short period. I think he’s starting to panic.”

Just block him, and don’t bother with it. You’ve done your part, and now it’s up to me,” Rhett didn’t tell Kristin about Kenney causing a scene at the office. She didn’t need to know.

He’d handle this trash himself.

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At the office.

“Mr. Kenney, don’t you feel ashamed causing a scene here? York frowned.

I told you I want to see Rhett or Kristin. What’s with this treatment? Am I not good enough?” Kenney huffed, sitting down like he owned the place.

The receptionist offered him coffee, which he ignored.

“Here’s the situation, you know Tam, right? I hear you were classmates. He just called saying you’re a deadbent, claiming you had nothing to do with Kristin, that you’re a liar,” York said with a sly smile.

“Who?” Kenney looked at York with rage, “Tam?”

York nodded, smiling.

“Tam? What is he, a joke? Just because he couldn’t get Kristin, he calls me lowlifes? Back in the day, when he had his eyes on Kristin, he was worse than a lowlife. Just a lapdog, always panting after her. And what did he get? Kristin wouldn’t give him the time of day, and she ended up with me,” Kenney boasted with a

sneer.

Kenney sneered, sarcastically saying that Tam was Kristin’s lapdog before.

When she was in school, Kristin was the goddess of the school, and countless boys pursued Kristin and had crushes on Kristin.

Tam was the most blatant one in Kristin’s pursuit. Vincent was the only one who got Kristin. Caleb grew up as a wimp and only dared to have crushes and express his likes secretly.

“Tam turned out to be a lapdog,” York asked with a grin.