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

Chapter 202

Milo’s wail could shatter glass, echoing for miles around the quiet suburb.

Out on the street, Melissa halted mid–stride. Wasn’t that Milo’s cry?

“There!” she called out, her voice slicing through the calm.

Melissa stalked to the shed, her face a thundercloud, and peared inside. “Summer?”

Summer gave Melissa a big smile, his eyes showing relief. “Don’t worry, Milo and I are here,” he said, “School must be out, and the janitor must’ve locked up without realizing.”

Summer, ever the angel, made excuses for the forgetful janitor. The poor guy probably followed routine, not knowing they were hunting for their craft project in the shed.

“Move aside,” Melissa instructed. She couldn’t wait for the principal to fish out the keys.

With one swift kick, the door gave way, and Melissa scooped Summer into her arms. “Were you scared?”

Summer shook his head, pointing at Milo, who was a mess of tears. “He was scared.”

Melissa cast a disdainful glance at the snotty, sobbing Milo. “Coward.”

Despite her harsh words, she wrapped an arm around him too. Kids needed comfort, after

all.

“The teacher said we could fetch our handmade baskets from the shed after class. To give to our parents. They’d be so happy,” Milo wept. “Summer came with me.”

Milo wanted his parents to love him a little more, especially since Mom said she’d pick him up today.

Summer had helped Milo with the basket – a gift for his mother. But their teacher had snatched it away during recess.

Summer and Milo had asked where it was, and the teacher had told them it was in the shed, leaving them to their own devices.

Melissa narrowed her eyes and turned to the principal. “Your teacher’s quite the character, huh? Sending two five–year–olds out without supervision or permission, then tossing their

work?”

fired,” the principal said, thinking this a strict enough punishment, considering no harm came to

Sounds more like endangerment to me. Call the cops. Let’s see if this

12:43

What’s there to fear if you’ve done no wrong?” Melissa pointed at the principal. “Check him too for any unexplained income.”

mess with Summer? They’d

would get them locked

was also under scrutiny, he nearly fainted. As the head of Silvergrove City’s premier preschool, the amount of dirty money

Melissa, please… The kids are safe. Spare us this ordeal,” the teacher begged through

she looked down at the kneeling teacher. “Life’s about integrity, especially for a teacher. Greed’s your downfall. Whether you took bribes or were instructed by someone, you know best. Come clean, and I might give you

Milo, said… said to distract the kids so their parents couldn’t pick them up for a bit. I thought it was just for

I didn’t

darkened. Vincent

corporate rivalry were one thing, but

At Melissa’s villa.

burst into the living room. Summer and Milo sat on the couch, happily playing with a skipping rope. He sighed in relief.

Garner looked at Melissa

thanks do I have now?” Melissa lounged in her

his throat, Garner stammered,

crossed her legs, a calculated move designed

Summer and Milo protectively. “The kids

her eyes. “Rhett and Kristin are back, they’ll

little munchkins. If you really want to thank me, don’t just say

“Come on, boss, quit messing with

know…” Melissa got

tripping over the coffee table

too, planting a kiss on him

eyes with his

eyes?” Milo asked, curious.

whispered, and Milo obediently fell

to take

gave Summer a

with annoyance, but as Melissa

burst through