Chapter 36


    At the FitzGerald Group.


    “Mr. FitzGerald, here’s the information I dug up on Kristin, the whole nine yards. Take a gander, it’s a


    hot mess” York handed over the investigation files to Rhett.


    Rhett took a nce Kristin’s life seemed to have been a game of two halves. First, as Ms. Turner, she


    was in the spotlight, not just acing her studies and being a natural talent, but also racking up awards


    and honors like nobody’s business. She even nailed it as the top one in SAT in the city and got into


    Silvergrove University with flying colors.


    Her love life was smooth sailing too. Kristin started dating Vincent in high school, and they were the


    perfect couple, with both families giving them the thumbs up.


    But at her peak, her life took a nosedive. No, it wasn’t just a nosedive, but a plunge straight


    into hell.


    When the real heiress of the Turner family came back, Kristin, the fake, turned into a public enemy,


    falling from grace and into the abyss.


    First, the Turner family gave Kristin the boot, then came the scandals that trashed her reputation,


    followed by the FitzGerald family breaking off the engagement, leaving her to be loathed by everyone.


    Next, Kristin was pregnant, her reputation in tatters. Under all that pressure, she insisted on having the


    kid.


    As soon as the baby was born, she was dragged to court by rence and Vincent.


    In court, Kristin didn’t utter a word in her defense. No matter what the opposingwyer threw at her, she


    copped to it.


    Kristin ended up getting a five–year sentence for extortion.


    Extortion? Rhett furrowed his brow. With Kristin’s timid nature, would she ckmail Vincent and the


    Turner family?


    It was clear as day that Kristin got on everyone’s bad side and the Turner family and FitzGerald family


    conspired to throw her in the mmer.


    “Can’t find anything on the kid’s dad?” Rhett asked, thumbing through the stack of papers.


    “That’s just it. That’s why I’m telling you to steer clear of this hot potato. Think about it, would someone


    like Kristin resort to ckmail? Obviously, she’s taken the fall for someone. Why else would she keep


    silent about the kid’s dad this whole time? I bet he’s the mastermind behind the whole extortion


    scheme.” York whispered.


    “Ease up on the detective novels,” Rhett tossed the file aside. “Keep digging. Is there anything you


    can’t find?”


    “Mr. FitzGerald… there’s a little boy downstairs… the secretary popped in, asking tentatively.


    “He says he’s your son but we’re not sure what’s up Seounty’s dealing with its


    York was shocking and ducting out. Mr EntzGerald you’ve got a kid?


    Rhett leaned back in his chat, giving York, a dark book


    York quickly changed the subject, survival instincts kicking in “Kids these days are something else, but?


    Smart enough to show up here looking for daddy”


    “Shall I have security take the little guy to the police station?” the secretary checked the time “Mr.


    FitzGerald, you’ve got that video call with the folks overseas in five minutes, you need to


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    prepare


    Rhett nodded, standing up to head to the meeting room, but then turned back to ask, “How old’s the


    kid? What’s his name?”


    “He’s five, goes by Summer” replied the secretary


    Rhett arched an eyebrow. It was Kristin’s kid.


    “Tell security to watch the kid, I’ll be right down.”


    The secretary blinked in surprise. “And the meeting?”


    “Push it back.”


    Rhett walked out of the office with an air of indifference, striding quickly towards the


    elevator.


    York followed, still in shock. “Mr. FitzGerald, Kristin’s a real piece of work, ain’t she? Isn’t Summer just


    her son with a mysterious origin? She sure knows how to y hardball, sending a five–year–old to the


    office totch onto you!”


    To York, Kristin was practically a sly fox.


    She’s such a crafty woman, not above even using her own child as a pawn in her game. Didn’t she


    worry about a five–year–old child getting into trouble? What if something actually happened to him?


    But Rhett didn’t see it that way. If Kristin wasn’t sharp enough, he wouldn’t even give her the time of


    day.


    “Smart women keep things simple,” Rhett remarked coolly. At least when ites to dealing with what


    came next, there wouldn’t be too much of a hassle.


    York nodded, getting it. Smart women knew what they wanted and once they got it, they wouldn’t cause


    much troubleter.


    But a woman like Hertha was a real headache, always chasing love.


    This world was brutally realistic without much room for love, especially not for a man like Rhett. He


    didn’t need love.


    His world was all about weighing pros and cons and strategic nning.