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.

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

look.

and she buzzed HR. “Come

assistant? What a joket What was going on in that noggin of York’s?

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

from a prestigious university like Harvard or Princeton.

the door,

a checkered past, complete with a criminal record to boot… What a joke!

if the rest of the company got wind of this, and she would freak out from the digs and Jeers.

all about cutthroat competition, everyone Jockeying for positions, and the one

Kristin could handle

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

the guts? Got

just a diploma. She’s got a rap sheet, too,” Lisa knew the HR folks were the grapevine, and she was

Mr. FitzGerald’s assistant, which would

is she? Kick her out. What’s she

Go ask him,” Lisa played it safe.

the HR Department for over a decade, and she didn’t get to her position

phone with messages, urging her to make Kristin walk the plank

was in the office, taking notes

tomorrow. Pass that, and you’re on the job. Since it’s for Mr. FitzGerald, we’re playing it safe. Give

she wasn’t

an almost photographic memory, even after five years behind bars and multiple CT treatments, learning was still second nature.

an assistant was just

leading her astray on purpose, aiming

no beef with Lisa, so this sudden target on

her out on

wouldn’t be a cakewalk if she wanted to stick around.

had deliberately mentioned some habits and

Kristin would face challenges in the

watching, sizing her up

of Lisa.