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.

only after Kristin had left the HR manager’s office that Lisa

look.

buzzed HR. “Come here a sec.”

a gal with only a high school diploma, being Mr. FitzGerald’s assistant? What a joket What was going on in

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

at least need a degree from a prestigious university like Harvard

in the door,

past, complete with a criminal record to boot…

last a day if the rest of the company got wind

Jockeying for positions, and the

Kristin could handle the heat.

recruitment staffer barged in, shocked. “An assistant. with a high school diploma for Mr. FitzGerald

the guts? Got a

the HR folks

be Mr. FitzGerald’s assistant, which would

staffer gasped. “Where is she? Kick her out. What’s she still doing here? Waiting for us to get canned? Lisa,

York’s pick. Go ask him,” Lisa played it

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

bee in her bonnet about Kristin, blowing up her phone with messages, urging her to make Kristin walk the plank from The FitzGerald Group ASAP.

in the office, taking notes

an assessment the day after tomorrow. Pass that, and you’re on the job. Since it’s for

she wasn’t

photographic memory, even after five

being an assistant was just the basics.

manager leading her astray on purpose, aiming

target on her

her out on

a cakewalk if she wanted

Rhett had deliberately mentioned some habits and taboos. probably to remind her not

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

sizing her up as a potential

Lisa.