Chapter 156

At the FitzGerald Group.

The air was charged with the tension one could slice with a knife.

“Good morning, Mr. Neal,” Kristin feigned a chance encounter, her voice as smooth as silk. “I’m Mr. FitzGerald’s assistant. It seems we’ll be seeing quite a bit of each other. If there’s anything you need, just say the word.”

Kristin was Rhett’s right hand, and her solicitude was a clear reflection of Rhett’s attitude.

Neal sauntered into the elevator, the picture of confidence. “So you’re Kristin? Do your best by Mr. FitzGerald’s side.”

“Of course.” Kristin nodded vigorously, eagerly pressing the elevator button for him.

“Word has it the company’s looking for a new vice president. What’s the word of Mr. FitzGerald?” Neal’s question hung heavy with unspoken meaning, betraying his uncertainty.

*You mean you haven’t heard? Kristin replied, feigning surprise. “Mr. FitzGerald holds you in high regard, Mr. Neal.”

Neal looked Kristin up and down, a smug smile playing on his lips. “Smart cookie, aren’t you?”

“You flatter me.” Kristin bowed slightly, her attentiveness extending to holding the elevator doors open until he exited.

“Kristin, Mr. FitzGerald wants us to make an appearance at today’s gathering after work,” York approached as Kristin stepped out of the elevator. “He’s planning to give a shout–out to Mr. Neal from the Investment Division…”

“Shh!” Kristin hissed, pulling York aside discreetly.

Neal glanced back, catching York’s mention of his name. He followed quietly, hiding around the corner, eavesdropping on their conversation.

“I heard Mr. FitzGerald telling the Investment Division that he’s impressed with Neal’s skills. He even mentioned that the Investment Division couldn’t do without Neal. With Neal’s popularity soaring, we’ve got to find a way to keep him on board. If a headhunter snatches him away, it would be a huge blow,” York whispered to Kristin.

“I bet he’s the next vice president. But honestly, our company’s perks for vice president aren’t that grand. As for the vice presidents of the Project Division, their deal isn’t as sweet as what the Investment Division offers. If I were Neal, I’d negotiate hard. He should push to merge the Investment Division and Project Division under his control. I wouldn’t slip such a juicy opportunity.”

Neal listened intently from his hiding spot, his thoughts as deep as the ocean. Kristin was right. As the Project Director of the Investment Division, he had access to a wealth of opportunities that a mere company vice president could only dream of.

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president held more prestige and the promise of company shares in the long run, but the Investment Division was far more lucrative. If he could manage to merge

Division, it would be

ambition was transparent and he wasn’t

was for Rhett to fear him enough to negotiate terms. If Rhett

gone, then turned to York with a conspiratorial grin and

got some acting chops,” York complimented

off. “Oh, it was

If he solidifies his internal network,

head. “No, it’s better for us. We just wait for him to slip up. A faction without unity crumbles when the incentives dry up. Once his support falls apart, he’s as good as a sitting duck.”

his respect for Kristin.

your skills, you don’t have

paused, her voice low. “Yeah.”

may be a tough nut to crack, but once he’s in your corner, you’ve got a

remained silent, pondering his words.

employee cafeteria.

with the board members. Seizing the opportunity, York ushered Kristin to grab

up your plate,” York insisted, handing Kristin

food, causing her to gasp in surprise. “York, I can’t

takes stamina.” York whispered, glancing around before griping about Rhett. “Let me tell you, Mr. FitzGerald

on a cough at his words, her eyes darting to the looming figure of Rhett approaching with darkness.

water,” York offered, standing to fetch her a glass, only to

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Rhett standing right behind him, his face clouded with disapproval.

York stammered, nearly collapsing onto the table. “I didn’t expect you here: Don’t you usually skip

a chair, indicating for York to wipe it

but was met with his icy gaze, a daze

down,” Rhett

the corner of the table, wincing as he sucked in a sharp breath. “Mr. FitzGerald, she’s an assistant too, why can’t she

said, nodding toward his

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