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?”

at his office door, his expression dark and the air

who had

City instead of returning to Crescendo Town or going to Harborside Haven, solely to keep

essay done?” Rhett asked, his voice

wondered if she had done something wrong

“No… not yet.”

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

two hours, is this all you’ve got?” Rhett frowned,

was elegant yet strong, shockingly beautiful.

looked down nervously, gripping her fingers

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 really beautiful.”

so.” Kristin was at a

examiners must

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

from university, her high school teacher had

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sympathy for Kristin’s

been ruined, she would be out of reach for many by

and shot York a look. “Move her desk in here.

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 small desk

runner for three months,” Rhett said with a

so intimidated by Rhett that

write it after hours? Besides, Kristin didn’t do anything wrong.” York protested, attempting to coax Rhett into

be cold 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

heard about the gourmet meals for the executives and was thrilled at the prospect of

face and took a deep breath.

in Kristin, he

a few steps to turn back and ask hesitantly, “Mr. FitzGerald, I have a friend, can he

was struggling to keep his composure.

Rhett slammed his office

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

that, Kristin and York headed out to experience the executive dining area, leaving the door of Rhett’s office

Chapter

been such a moody guy?” Kristin

grill York for

top. Sure, 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

trailing behind York, and texted James. “Gonna grab a bite at the staff canteen, pulling an

give James any chance

in the car.

useless, James clenched his teeth

again! What kind of executive assistant

was nothing but Rhett giving Kristin

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