When the Boss’ Lady Became His Sister-in-law (Kristin and Garner) novel Chapter 38

Chapter 38 

“It’s a piece of cake, Summer said with a puzzled face. Was searching for a company address difficult? 

“Who’s your dad?” Rhett found chatting with this kiddo pretty amusing. 

York was driving, his eyes practically glued to the rearview mirror. Was that their Mr. FitzGerald? He even goofed around with a kid. 

“You’re my dad,” Summer seemed convinced that Rhett was her father. 

In Summer’s world, everything was always straightforward, never that complicated. 

Rhett cracked a smile, totally clueless that he was such a kid magnet. How come he remembered that Eve’s brat would start bawling at the sight of Rhett, as if he’d seen the Bogeyman? 

Sure, this little boy was more lovable. 

“Can I keep this Superman? I’ll get you a new one. How about that?” Rhett said softly. 

Summer pondered for a moment, then adorably nodded. “If you like it, it’s yours, no need to get me a new one.” 

“Why?” 

“Don’t wanna make you spend money.” Summer knew earning cash was a hard slog. “Uncle Garner works super hard to make money, you must be worn out too.” 

Rhett never bothered to correct Summer’s address, and even York was getting a bit fed up, wondering what the heck Rhett was up to. “Kiddo, don’t go calling random dudes Dad, he’s not your pop. Your real dad is something else, and no one knows who he is yet.” 

Summer glanced at York and then kept quiet. 

“You talk too much, don’t you?” Rhett furrowed his brow. 

York didn’t dare to blabber any further. 

Summer, with her head down, carefully handed the little toy to Rhett and then whispered in an extremely soft voice, “Daddy, this is for you.” 

No one knew how much Summer longed for a father. 

In kindergarten, it was always Mom and Dad who played games with their children, but Summer only had his uncle. His mom was locked up, and he had never even seen his dad. 

Uncle Garner was busy making money to support him and didn’t have much time to spend 

with him. 

Summer was always alone, watching the other kids with their parents. 

Rhett took the stuffed toy and gave it a look. Garner’s sewing skills were pretty basic. The 

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doll was a hot mean and downright noly 

It Summer hadst mentioned it was Superman, he wouldn’t have recognized it at all. 

Indeed, kids‘ imaginations were something else 

At the FitzGerald Mansion 

Kust headed to the backyard shed in search of a shovel 

The door to the shed closed behind her, and someone locked it from the outside. 

Kristin glanced back and got the picture 

She was more sensitive than anyone else. It’s just that she had fought back before and had been brutally crushed, so she stopped resisting. 

So are you the gulfriend Vincent got for me? A dude in a sloppy black tracksuit was cracking sunflower seeds in the comer and asked. 

Kristin stepped back, trying to open the door, but it was locked from the outside. 

With a downward gaze, Kristin let out a cynical laugh. It seemed Vincent wouldn’t be satisfied until she was dead. 

Back when Kristin was going through dark times, Vincent was a ray of light in her life. 

She had given Vincent her only trust, but he pushed her into the abyss, making her see for herself the layers of hell. 

“What’s your name?” Kristin tried to calm the man in front of her. She lacked the strength to resist, but she needed to find a way to protect herself. 

Tm Kemp Smith, 39 years old, and you?” Kemp seemed intent on forcing himself on Kristin, but she didn’t seem to resist or detest him. 

The other women used to scream and run at the sight of Kemp as if he were a madman, but Kristin was actually up for a chat. 

I’m Kristin, twenty–six.” Kristin sat down at a safe yet reachable distance, her face undisturbed.