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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FitzGerald has never extended such privileges to anyone. Ms. Haywood receives VIP treatment every time she visits. Several times, Mr. FitzGerald has even personally escorted her.

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

the elevator, she overheard

FitzGerald’s assistant. If you need anything, she’ll handle

assistant, not a

reason, she felt

happily. “We’re such good friends. You’ll keep an eye on Rhett for me, right? If any little bitch tries

silent, her head down,

comfortable. She might become Mrs. FitzGerald, the lady boss of the FitzGerald Group,” the

and she remained

Rhett marry Hertha after their marriage ended?

artificial scents, a type Rhett would likely fall

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

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

clock was

Rhett has to get it for me, he’ll lecture me again. He’ll be upset if he finds out I didn’t eat before

at Hertha and

hurried toward the elevator, checking the time as

glanced

than anything. He valued punctuality

Rhett entered the

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‘scalding, though she was somermal wrong.

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not Kristin, he frowned. “Mr. FitzGerald, where’s Kristin? There’s a meeting at 8:40, Where’s the material she prepared for

secretary followed Rhett in, frantically searching for Kristin.

responsibility, running off at a time like

important? Shall I help you

clock struck 8:40, and Kristin was nowhere

resting at home?

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

stepped back, maintaining a distance. “Let York drive you

secretary. “Call Kristin. Where the heck is she?”

was clear Rhett was not pleased.

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