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

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Lisa was the kind of veteran employee who wore her tenure like a badge of honor. She strutted. through the halls with arrogance, born from years of service, as if she owned the place..

A minor hiccup here or there wouldn’t ruffle her feathers.

Kristin knew she’d have to knock Lisa down a peg or two to win Lisa over to Rhett’s side.

She would have to shave off that layer of ego, at least.

“When do you plan to use me?” Rhett remembered Kristin asking him about his peanut allergy.

“Strike while the iron’s hot. Tomorrow, um, tomorrow…” Kristin stammered, still a bit apprehensive. “Don’t fret, Mr. FitzGerald. I’ll have the antihistamines ready. There won’t be any danger.”

Offering a smile, Rhett said, “Well, I look forward to your pledge of loyalty.”

Kristin nodded vigorously with her head bowed.

“Come on. Let me show you around the company.”

Rhett’s offer to personally acquaint her with the company left Kristin stunned.

That wasn’t just a tour. It was Rhett lending her his clout.

As Rhett’s assistant, Kristin would have to interact with all departments. He knew they wouldn’t roll out the red carpet for her, so to get ahead of the curve and streamline efficiency, he needed to establish her authority early on.

Kristin’s palms were warm. Her usually clenched fingers slowly relaxed as she followed Rhett, glancing at him secretly from behind.

Rhett was a man of innate aloofness and detachment, seemingly indifferent to everything around him.

Kristin had once thought Rhett was unfeeling, recalling her teenage years spent avoiding him during visits to the FitzGerald Mansion.

She was fearful of him primarily because Vincent was. Yet, she perceived a different facet of his character. He was cold, undoubtedly, but not devoid of principles.

She needed to work harder to prove her worth to Rhett.

That way, even if their ‘marriage of convenience‘ ended, she could remain his most trusted aide.

“Mr. FitzGerald, your schedule is packed. Even your usual Saturday off might be taken up this week due to the Coastal International partnership at Harborside Haven,” she reported when there was a moment to speak.

“Didn’t York mention that an early Sunday departure would suffice?” Rhett inquired coolly.

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true. Mr. FitzGerald, but it’s the first collaboration between the FitzGerald Group and Coastal International. The project at Harborside Haven is crucial for

when discussing work.

done my homework on Eddie Jose of Coastal International. He’s a man who values his pride and prefers a bit of flattery. Arriving

standing in the industry was unshakable, yet some still found his youth and pride irritating. Some resented his perceived

Rhett’s needs in

to face her. “Day one on the job, and you’re

stumbled over her words, scrambling for an excuse. “Harborside Haven… it’s a resort area, scenic. Good for a, um, a

nodded, saying nothing more, tacitly approving

assistant seemed like a stroke

was a man, and there were some things he

did.

bound for promotion. He couldn’t keep York as an aide forever. But it seemed Kristin could be by

again, catching

bumped into Rhett.

for a moment. “What do

whispering, “Mr.

“After hours?”

reached out and said he wanted to

Rhett’s expression darkened instantly.

fallen silent, Kristin

to explain, then closed it again. Was it necessary to say Summer’s doctor had asked for his birth father’s cooperation for a check–up? It seemed

Kristin would

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James knew there would always be a connection between them as long as

existed.

day, Mr.

to our department?” A friendly department

tersely, “Don’t you have work to

department head silently retorted, ‘I’m working here. Aren’t you the one strolling

something you need, Mr. FitzGerald?” Another brave

out the workflow for later. Rhett introduced Kristin, setting

manager was left utterly surprised. Were executive assistants hustling that hard these days? Did the CEO need to provide a grand tour of the departments? And where in the world

hurried forward, eager

manager smiled politely, extending

a sidelong glance. “Did you wash your