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

Chapter 177

Kristin had everything set for Rhett’s busy schedule Tomorrow. After coordinating with all the relevant departments over the phone and organizing the paperwork, she stepped out of her office, feeling the weight of responsibility on her shoulders.

As she distributed the departmental documents, she entered Neal’s office with a sense of foreboding, “Mr. Neals

Neal was reclining in his chair, chatting away on the phone in a sleazy tone that reeked of boastfulness. He was swaggering to his latest fling about getting her a plush job and a fat paycheck.

Noticing Kristin’s arrival, Neal hung up with a smug grin, thinking he had sealed the deal, “What’s the word from Mr. FitzGerald?”

Kristin struggled to maintain her composure. “Neal, I’m sorry.” She sighed deeply, “Mr. FitzGerald says he can meet all your requests except one. You want a waitress from the hotel’s staff to be the new VP’s secretary, and that’s not going to fly.”

“And the issue with Talbot, he doesn’t meet our background check standards.”

Neal’s expression soured at the blow to his ego, “I’m just asking for a couple of reliable people, and Mr. FitzGerald can’t agree to that?”

He knew this was a game of wits with Rhett, each move potentially crucial.

Neal assumed Rhett was testing him. After all, he had consented to a major department merger, yet balked at appointing two individuals.

Tell Mr. FitzGerald that I stand by these two for their work ethic. I’ve already made promises to them. If he doesn’t agree, it’s my reputation on the line,” Neal said with a frown, sending Kristin back as his messenger.

“Mr. Neal,” Kristin hesitated, then nodded and left.

Back in her office, she said nothing, waited ten minutes, and then set out again.

In the office, York was discussing a project with Rhett, but his attention kept drifting to Kristin as she came

and went.

“What are you gawking at?” Rhett tapped York’s head with a folder.

“Mr. FitzGerald, can we rely on Kristin? She’s in and out, and I’m worried she’s promised you more than she can deliver. Should I give her a hand?” York’s chivalry kicked in, fearing Kristin might be in over her head and

upset.

“Do you really think you’re up to it?” Rhett leaned back in his chair, his tone ominous, “Make sure you handle everything I’ve assigned you by tonight.”

“Mr. FitzGerald, they’re just small fry. Taking them down is a piece of cake,” York boasted confidently.

Neal’s resignation,” Rhett said

Was Mr. FitzGerald also losing it? Why

confused, York worried about Kristin coming up empty–handed and disappointing

deep breath before entering Rhett’s office, giving him an

and said, “Come here.”

approached, her palms sweaty with nerves, “Mr. FitzGerald…” she

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Rhett’s expression darkened

wouldn’t dare hurt her, and he had just disgusted her.

took her hand, seeing the marks her nails had made, and lightly smacked her palin, Lesson

was a simple gesture, yet coming from Rhett, it was strangely

gaze, her heartbeat racing.

was too magnetic to

and determination. She

scared, Rhett

“Ding.”

an incoming message.

Kristin’s wrist, he checked his email.

should I do? I’ve already rejected it twice, but he keeps sending it,

leaned back, a smirk playing on his lips, “Can’t

praise Neal for

resignation on the screen, his voice lazy, “Kristin, are you

awkwardly perched on Rhett’s lap,

was as if she was straddling

exhausting,” Rhett murmured, resting his head on her

to stand, let him lean on her as he

help you,” she whispered, the softness of her voice packing an unexpected punch

ever offered him such a sense

burdens alone. Now, Kristin was offering to share the load, and it was

help me? Is it a contract, cooperation? Or is it as partners?” Rhett teased Kristin.

looked at him blankly. What role should she play in

brow furrowed, a