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

Chapter 120

At lunchtime, Kristin still hadn’t managed to write her self–critique.

She didn’t even know what she was supposed to be critiquing herself for.

And those words in her essay essentially boiled down to one sentiment: “According to your words, I must be wrong, but I don’t know where I erred.”

“Mr. FitzGerald, aren’t you going to grab some lunch?” Kristin asked tentatively and pushed the office door open, seeing Rhett buried in his work.

Rhett put down his papers and raised an eyebrow.

Lisa had somehow managed to deliver a self–critique that pleased him in record time.

In the encrypted email was Lisa’s pledge of allegiance, which listed people she had seeded throughout the company on Nicola’s orders, spanning various departments.

Rhett knew Lisa had kept some names to herself, a safety net of sorts, but he had enough to work with. The rest didn’t matter to him.

In light of the gift Kristin had brought him on her first day, Rhett decided to let her off the hook this time and take her out to the executive dining hall for lunch.

But, as fate would have it, Kristin’s phone chose that exact moment to ring.

Kristin shot up and dashed to the side to take the call.

“What are you in the mood for at noon?” James hadn’t left Silvergrove City and was planning to take Kristin to Harborside Haven.

Kristin bit her lip and declined. “We have a cafeteria at the office.”

“After three minutes, meet me downstairs.” James said, giving no room for rejection.

“I’m not going.” Kristin said bravely, refusing.

“Are you sure? The doctor said that I need to be involved in Summer’s treatment plan,” said James, his voice stern.

Kristin intensified the pressure on her lip, turning it pale.

James knew just how to threaten her with Summer.

“You can’t do this,” Kristin attempted to reason with James, but he was not the type to be reasoned with.

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“Come down, don’t make me say it a third time.” With that, James hung up.

Kristin turned back nervously to face Rhett, stuttering, “Mr. FitzGerald, may I go out to

have lunch?”

door, his expression dark and the air around him heavy with

clear who had called Kristin.

returning to Crescendo Town or going to Harborside Haven, solely to keep

reflective essay done?” Rhett asked, his

if she had done something wrong again. His moods were unpredictable and

“No… not yet.”

not, you’re not leaving,” Rhett said, glancing at the paper on her desk with only a few defiant words, as if telling

frowned, clearly displeased, yet

yet strong, shockingly

her fingers tightly. Had

opportunity to chime in, “Kristin, your work efficiency is way too low!” He began to scold her on Rhett’s behalf, but his words trailed off as he caught sight of the paper on the desk. Kristin’s reflective essay was a few words that flowed beautifully across the page. Setting aside the content, the handwriting was stunning, even more appealing than that found in calligraphy workbooks. “Kristin, your writing is

was at a loss for

examiners must have been reluctant to deduct any points,” York said with a

down with a hint of pain in her

and expelled from university, her high

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sympathy

her life not been ruined, she would be out

shot York a look. “Move her desk in here. I don’t keep

Rhett’s assistant for years

will get you lunch. He lost a bet and said he’d be your runner for three months,” Rhett said with a raised

Rhett that it was

Kristin didn’t do anything wrong.” York protested, attempting to coax Rhett into letting

be cold by the time it gets here. I’ll take her myself. The chefs in the executive dining area are all

had heard about the gourmet meals for the executives and was

face and

of anticipation in Kristin, he couldn’t bring

up her phone, Kristin followed York but paused after a few steps to turn back and ask hesitantly, “Mr. FitzGerald, I have a friend, can he join us in the dining hall?”

struggling to keep

slammed his office

FitzGerald had a rough day. He hasn’t eaten anything and had to be induced to vomit

the executive dining area, leaving the door

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Mr. FitzGerald always been such a moody guy?” Kristin

to grill York for more

FitzGerald seems all smooth and polite most days, but cross him and you’ll wish you hadn’t. If you ever see

texted James. “Gonna grab a bite at the staff canteen, pulling an all–nighter. It’s on

James any

the

were useless, James clenched his teeth

late again! What kind of executive assistant was

Rhett giving Kristin a hard time, wasn’t