Chapter 115

Kristin exited the subway station and hurried into the FitzGerald Group’s high–rise. As Rhett’s assistant, it was her job to beat the morning rush and be at her desk before Rhett arrived.

“Kristin! What a coincidence! Fancy seeing you here,” Hertha called out excitedly from the company’s lounge area.

She was looking stunning. Her long, smooth hair was natural, cascading over her shoulders. Her flawless skin was in a touch of nude makeup, and she wore a crisp white sundress that made her smile shine as brightly as a lily in full bloom.

Kristin paused, caught off guard. Hertha…

Suddenly, she remembered James mentioning a complicated past between Hertha and Rhett.

Kristin felt a lump in her throat and her fingers involuntarily balled up. “Ms. Haywood…” she managed to squeak out.

“Are you working for the FitzGerald Group?” Hertha asked in surprise.

Kristin nodded.

“Kris, you’re amazing! Getting into the FitzGerald Group isn’t easy. It’s usually Ivy League graduates or the like. Which college did you attend?” Hertha looked at Kristin with admiration.

Kristin took a deep breath, glancing back at the other employees who were whispering.

It was time for work, and the lobby was bustling.

Hertha’s innocence made it hard to think she had any ulterior motives, but Kristin had long since stopped taking people at face value.

Beneath a guise of naivety, one couldn’t always expect to find a kind heart.

“What brings you here, Ms. Haywood?” Kristin asked politely.

“I’m waiting for Rhett,” Hertha beamed, grasping Kristin’s hand. “Since you work here, have you seen him? He’s as handsome as the guy I told you about.” Hertha leaned in and quietly confessed, “He’s the guy I’m into.”

Kristin stiffened but said nothing.

“Ms. Haywood, what are you doing standing around? Please come in,” Rhett’s secretary

appeared, chastising the receptionist. “In the future, Ms. Haywood should not have to wait. Mr. FitzGerald has made it clear she can come and go as she pleases.”

Rhett had granted Hertha special privileges.

“Kristin, what are you standing there for? Take care of Ms. Haywood,” the secretary reprimanded, implying Kristin lacked initiative as an assistant.

Caught off guard, Kristin quickly stepped forward. “Ms. Haywood, right this way, please.”

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anyone. Ms. Haywood receives VIP treatment every time she visits. Several times, Mr. FitzGerald has even personally escorted her. I bet she’s going

the Haywood and FitzGerald families are considering a union. Mr. Vincent is already engaged to the

the secretary and Hertha into the elevator, she overheard

this is Mr. FitzGerald’s assistant. If you need anything, she’ll handle it,”

frowned slightly. She was Rhett’s assistant,

reason, she felt

friends. You’ll keep an eye on Rhett for me, right? If any little bitch tries to snatch him away from me,

remained silent, her head down,

ensure Ms. Haywood is comfortable. She might become Mrs. FitzGerald, the lady boss of the FitzGerald Group,” the secretary whispered, pulling Kristin

fingers tightened nervously, and she remained speechless.

Rhett marry Hertha after their

was beautiful, pure, and free from artificial scents, a

Hertha called softly from Rhett’s office, “I skipped breakfast this morning and I’m feeling a bit low on sugar. Could

It was nearly time to start work, and Rhett would be arriving soon.

clock was ticking.

it for me, he’ll lecture me again. He’ll be upset if he finds out I

looked at Hertha

the elevator, checking the time as she went to get Hertha’s breakfast.

Kristin left, Hertha glanced at

than anything. He valued

8:30 sharp, Rhett

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spetegetically. Im sorry Me Maywood, dent

slightly. Frisin’s move

as he stood and took the documents from Kristin. “You’re my assistant. You take ardere from me. What’s with the running around7 Fome with me to the meeting.

fell a sting from Rhett’s ‘scalding, though she was

had reinforced that she was his

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FitzGerald, where’s Kristin? There’s a

followed Rhett in, frantically

responsibility, running off at a time like

important? Shall I help you find it?” Hertha

clock struck 8:40, and Kristin was nowhere to be seen.

you resting

up, sauntered to Rhett, and cooed, ‘Rhett, I’ve missed

distance. “Let

his secretary. “Call Kristin. Where the heck is

was clear Rhett was not pleased.

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