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

Chapter 17

“What the heck are you doing!” Kristin burst into the courtyard in time to catch the nanny kicking Summer.

With a trembling voice, Kristin instinctively rushed over, shoved the nanny aside, and pulled Summer into her arms. “Mommy’s here. Dear Summer, you’re okay.”

Summer was in severe pain and started to cry. “Mommy…”

Shaking. Kristin held Summer tight and looked up at those who bullied a child with contempt.

The FitzGerald family and even their servants are such disgustingly vile creatures.

“The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, huh? He stole Milo’s toy and broke it,” the nanny said mockingly, looking down from her high horse. “Like mother, like son, huh?”

“I heard this kid’s a bastard child. Who knows who his dad is? Probably no good, just like him. A thieving mom and a loser dad, what chances did the kid have?”

The servants all sneered at Summer and Kristin because Kristin used to be a high and mighty young lady but was even beneath them.

It was also because her child didn’t have a father.

“Summer, don’t listen…” Kristin covered Summer’s ears, not wanting him to hear the filth of this world.

“Where do you think you’re going? Have him kneel and apologize to me, or I won’t let this slide.” Milo demanded arrogantly, having picked up Eve and Vincent’s overbearing ways.

Connor and Vincent were two sides of the same coin, both born of the same mother. Naturally. Milo bore a striking resemblance to Vincent, especially the way he demanded Summer to kneel, an exact replica of Vincent’s own domineering nature.

Kristin ignored Milo, intent on taking Summer back to the storeroom.

talking to you. Are you deaf? A pair of thieves,” the nanny said as she shoved Kristin to the ground

ankle again, cold sweat breaking out all over her

Kristin believed in her son. He was so

Make him apologize to my Superman!” Milo insisted on an

childish behavior, Kristín felt

feel free to insult her and Summer.

Summer’s eyes were red as he clung to

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all. “I didn’t steal his Superman. It broke when he threw it.

close. “Mommy believes in you, Summer. You

spoke softly. “Mr. Milo, I apologize to you. It was me who stole and broke your toy.

on his hips, smug as

life of a young lady, and

and everyone knew she wouldn’t steal a child’s toy, but because of her tarnished reputation, all the

on the washbasin when I washed my hands. Where is it?” In the front hall, Eve came out,

home. She was just there to pick

the place was

exchanged glances, all nervously looking down.

a repeat offender. She

expression darkened as she approached for a better look.