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?”

stood at his office door, his expression dark and the air around him heavy with disapproval.

clear who had called Kristin.

City instead of returning to Crescendo Town or going to

your reflective essay done?” Rhett asked,

had done something wrong again. His moods were unpredictable

“No… not yet.”

with only a few defiant words, as if telling him she did

Rhett frowned, clearly

script was elegant yet strong,

nervously, gripping her fingers tightly. Had she upset

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

Kristin was at a loss for words.

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

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

from

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sympathy for

ruined, she would be out

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

that dropped York’s jaw. He had been Rhett’s assistant for years and had never made

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

so intimidated by Rhett that it was clear exploitation.

hours? Besides, Kristin didn’t do anything wrong.” York protested,

by the time it gets 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

the gourmet meals for the executives and was thrilled at the prospect

his face and

the sight of anticipation in Kristin, he couldn’t bring himself

and ask hesitantly, “Mr.

struggling to

Not wanting to seem petty, Rhett slammed his office

FitzGerald 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

out to experience the executive dining area, leaving the door

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been such a moody

grill York for

Mr. FitzGerald seems all smooth and polite most days, but cross him and you’ll wish you hadn’t. If you ever see that side of him, just run for the hills. Because he

behind York, and texted James. “Gonna grab a bite at the staff canteen, pulling an all–nighter. It’s on the second floor, wanna join?

to give James any

the

clenched

What kind of executive assistant was

giving Kristin a hard time, wasn’t