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?”

office door, his expression dark and

who had

had stayed in Silvergrove City instead of returning to Crescendo Town or going

essay done?” Rhett asked, his voice low

something wrong again.

“No… not yet.”

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

all you’ve got?” Rhett frowned, clearly displeased, yet his gaze lingered on

yet strong, shockingly

nervously, gripping her fingers tightly. Had

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

at a loss

handwriting like that, the examiners must have been reluctant to deduct any points,”

paused, looking down with a hint of pain in her heart. She once stood

and expelled from university, her high school teacher

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her, repeating her sympathy for Kristin’s

was a rare talent. Had her life not been ruined,

a look. “Move her

did the unbelievable thing that dropped York’s jaw. He had been Rhett’s assistant for years and had never made it into the CEO’s office. Now Kristin’s

will get you lunch. He lost a bet and said he’d be your runner for three months,” Rhett said with a raised eyebrow. “And you’re not leaving early! Stay late and

Rhett that it was clear

do anything wrong.” York

here. I’ll take her myself. The chefs in the executive dining area are all five–star rated. We’ll bask in your glory.” York winked at Kristin, ready to whisk her away from Rhett’s clutches.

a glimmer of anticipation. She had heard about the gourmet meals for the executives and was thrilled at the prospect of experiencing

and took a deep

the sight of anticipation in Kristin, he couldn’t

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

was struggling to keep

petty, Rhett slammed his

had a rough day. He hasn’t eaten anything and had to be induced to vomit by the doctor, so his mood is understandable. Let’s just enjoy

area, leaving the door of Rhett’s office and his dark

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FitzGerald always been such a

to grill York for more information on

you ain’t seen nothing yet. You should see him when he really blows his top. Sure, Mr. FitzGerald seems all smooth and polite most days, but cross him and you’ll wish you

bite at the staff canteen, pulling an all–nighter. It’s

about to give James any chance for a

the car.

James clenched his

Working late again! What kind of executive assistant was always burning

nothing but Rhett giving Kristin a hard time, wasn’t