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

Chapter 99

Lisa sure wouldn’t have guessed that Kristin and Rhett were living together, and she’d bet her bottom dollar she had no clue that Rhett had spilled the beans about his habits and no–nos to

Kristin.

Lisa told Kristin was half–true, half–fake. Even York wasn’t in the loop on some of it.

Even if things hit the fan, the worst that could happen to Kristin would be getting the stink eye and the boot from Rhett. It wouldn’t come back to bite her.

The coffee thing was legit. Rhett was a sucker for a straight cup of coffee in the morning.

Prepping sugar was a habit picked up from previous assistants, but peanut candy was a no–go due to Rhett’s peanut allergy.

As for Rhett hating body odor on assistants, that was the real McCoy because Rhett was a bit of a clean freak, but he hated the smell of perfume on women even more.

Kristin was all ears, nodding earnestly. “Got it. I’ll be on my toes.”

“Alright, the training folks will show you the ropes later. Hit the books hard, and you’re on duty come Wednesday,” Lisa said, glancing at the clock and gesturing for Kristin to head out.

Kristin stood up, left the office, and kept the recording safe.

It was always good to have an ace up your sleeve.

Taking a deep breath, Kristin followed the trainer to their office.

The FitzGerald Group wasn’t as easy–peasy as she thought. Nicola and Vincent must have been up to some sneaky stuff over the years.

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Smart as a whip, Rhett wasn’t one for sweating the small stuff, and his style wasn’t exactly cozying up to the rank and file, which usually meant suffering some losses.

Kristin mulled it over, propping her head up, thinking that the HR manager’s role was critical. With the company’s blood getting fresh faces fast, if the HR manager swapped out seemingly unimportant but crucial positions with Nicola and Vincent’s people, it would cause Rhett

trouble.

Kristin had been studying business management at Silvergrove University, and even though she had to drop out in her sophomore year, she was the top dog from Silvergrove City who got into Silvergrove University.

was only after Kristin had left the HR manager’s office that Lisa pulled up her file

look.

buzzed HR. “Come here a sec.”

high school diploma, being Mr. FitzGerald’s assistant? What

graduate in here with us? Is he looking to make The

from a prestigious university like Harvard or Princeton. The bar was high, and many

the door,

past, complete with a

a day if the rest of the company got wind of this, and she would

everyone Jockeying for positions, and the one

Kristin could handle the heat.

recruitment staffer barged in, shocked. “An assistant. with a high

got the guts? Got a death wish?”

knew the HR folks were the

FitzGerald’s assistant, which would tick people

out. What’s she still doing here? Waiting for us to get canned? Lisa,

him,” Lisa

over a decade, and she didn’t get to her position by chance. She wasn’t at all fazed by a small fry

have a bee in her bonnet about Kristin, blowing up her phone with messages, urging her to make Kristin walk

in the office, taking notes on everything the trainer

and you’re on the job. Since

wasn’t sweating it.

someone who used to have an almost photographic memory, even after five years behind bars

an assistant was

HR manager leading her astray on purpose, aiming to mess up and get canned.

no beef with Lisa, so this sudden target on her back could

out on

cakewalk if

habits and taboos. probably to remind her not to

was very astute; he’d sensed that Kristin would face challenges in the company. Nevertheless, he

up as a

deal with the likes of Lisa. She needed to do something to catch