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

Chapter 119

The color drained from Lisa’s face, leaving her pale as a ghost.

“Kristin!” she shouted.

Taking a step back with her phone in hand, Kristin flashed Lisa a smile. “Lisa, it’s such a pleasure to be working with you.”

Lisa trembled her hands uncontrollably.

Kristin had been plotting against her relentlessly, and now she had revealed the person who had positioned Nicola by Rhett’s side.

With Nicola’s temperament, there was no way she would let Lisa off the hook. She was at Kristin’s mercy.

Kristin was truly terrifying.

“Mr. FitzGerald takes good care of all his employees.”

As Kristin’s words hung in the air, the police walked in. “Kristin? We received a report that you’re suspected of assault. Please come with us.”

Kristin glanced at Lisa, her expression composed.

Around them stood the company’s senior staff, all watching the spectacle at the door.

Lisa feigned calmness, stepping forward with a smile. “Sorry, it’s all a misunderstanding. I’m the HR manager for the FitzGerald Group. I just had a chat. with Kristin and realized it was a procedural error on our part, no assault took place.” The police officer frowned. “Are you the person in charge here?”

Lisa nodded. “Yes, there’s been a misunderstanding. We’ll handle it internally. Thank you for your time.”

“Lisa, what’s going on?” Holcomb approached, clearly displeased.

Kristin remained silent, intent on having Lisa speak on her behalf. By doing so, she was effectively cutting off any escape for Lisa.

“Mr. Holcomb, it’s all a misunderstanding. We just sorted things out and realized it was indeed an error during a staff handover on my part. I had specifically instructed the training department to emphasize that Mr. FitzGerald is allergic to peanuts, but

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they misunderstood and thought he liked peanuts, hence the mix–up.” Lisa quickly interjected, planning to pin the blame on a scapegoat and be done with it.

Holcomb cast a meaningful glance at Kristin and snorted. “Rhett is still in the hospital. We need to get to the bottom of this.”

“It was a misunderstanding.” Rhett emerged from the crowd, his words instantly calming Kristin’s agitated heart.

officer stepped forward to inquire.

explained briefly to the authorities that he insisted on having peanut brittle, not anticipating an allergic

notes

posts,

okay?” Hertha ran over, crying and embracing Rhett, her

expression, his gaze involuntarily catching Kristin’s. She stood dumbfounded by the door, not

shot a warning look at York.

Haywood, Mr. FitzGerald is still feeling under the

was terrifying. Your people aren’t careful enough. If I were your assistant, I would never make such a mistake. Maybe I should just take on

said, his

she stood

insisted, seeing an opportunity for

be dealt with seriously.” Rhett approached Kristin, his voice deep. “No more peanut brittle. I want a reflective essay on my desk

back to reality, looking

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A reflective essay?

clearly feigning ignorance to

can’t deal with you anymore. You better watch yourself!” Holcomb pointed at

now, any future exposure would tarnish

called out, trembling, too scared

write a reflective essay and submit it to me?” Rhett asked

is my fault.” She was petrified and dared not openly

her, Lisa would

in and write that essay.” Rhett looked down at Kristin, a smile

and scurried after

still, her voice hoarse.

and rest. Shall I take you?” York smiled, intercepting

to back off, but since he was Rhett’s cousin, she restrained

appearances.

You go on home and he’ll visit

in Hertha’s eyes. “Does Rhett

gentle as they come, treating women. like delicate roses. Hertha was like a pristine jasmine in bloom, yet it seemed to him. that Mr. FitzGerald lacked the appreciation for such beauty. “Ms. Haywood, you know how much the Harborside Haven project means to Mr. FitzGerald. He’s a workaholic who pulled out his IV to

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well that Rhett

Harborside Haven together. I can be a real help

pondered for a moment, deciding to play it cool for now. “Alright, Ms. Haywood, I’ll pass on your thoughtful