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.

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

look.

and she buzzed HR. “Come here a

diploma, being Mr. FitzGerald’s assistant? What a joket What was going on

go find York. See what’s up with him. He sticks a high school graduate in here with us? Is he looking to make The FitzGerald Group the laughingstock? Lisa was scheming to kick Kristin out swiftly. And she would do it by playing the education card.

at least need a degree from a prestigious university like Harvard or Princeton. The bar was high, and many hotshots falled even to get a

the door,

a checkered past, complete with

day if the rest of the company got wind of this, and she would freak out from

competition, everyone Jockeying for positions, and the one with the least clout was always the prime

Kristin could handle

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

guts? Got a

the HR folks were the grapevine, and

Mr. FitzGerald’s assistant, which would tick

rap sheet!” The recruitment staffer gasped. “Where is she? Kick her out. What’s she still doing here? Waiting for us

pick. Go ask him,” Lisa

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

her phone with messages, urging her to make Kristin walk the plank from The FitzGerald Group

office, taking notes on everything

Since it’s for Mr. FitzGerald,

wasn’t sweating

who used to have an almost photographic memory, even after five years behind bars and multiple CT treatments, learning was

assistant was just the

her astray on purpose, aiming to

on

wanted her out on her ear.

if she wanted to stick around.

deliberately mentioned some habits and taboos. probably

sensed that Kristin would face challenges in the

up as a potential ally.

need to deal with the likes of Lisa. She needed