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?”

negligence. She’ll be fired,” the principal said, thinking this a strict enough punishment, considering no harm came to the

like endangerment to me. Call the cops. Let’s see if this teacher’s had any suspicious deposits lately,” Melissa gestured for her assistant

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voices trembling. “Ms. Melissa, the kids are alright… What’s there to fear if you’ve done no wrong?” Melissa pointed at the

dared to mess with Summer? They’d all

corruption alone would get them

head of Silvergrove City’s premier preschool, the amount of dirty money he’d pocketed was

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

hand, her gaze icy as 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

“It was… young master Vincent FitzGerald. He came for Milo, said… said to distract the kids so their parents couldn’t pick them up for a bit. I thought it

Melissa, please, I didn’t

Vincent was

thing, but

At Melissa’s villa.

into the living room. Summer and Milo sat on the couch, happily playing with a skipping rope.

Garner looked at Melissa gratefully.

do I have now?” Melissa lounged in her silk pajamas, chin propped

his throat, Garner

a mere word of thanks your idea of repayment?” Melissa nonchalantly crossed her legs, a calculated move designed to distract with the very

and Milo protectively. “The kids are right

are back, they’ll be

to thank me, don’t just say it–work overtime

“Come on, boss, quit messing with

serious, you know…” Melissa got up

the coffee table and

a kiss on him on

eyes with his hands, peeking through

eyes?” Milo asked,

whispered, and Milo

Summer giggled. “Uncle, you have to take responsibility

gave Summer a

Melissa was his boss, he had to endure.

through the