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?”

thinking this a strict enough punishment, considering no harm came

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

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kids are alright… What’s there to fear if you’ve done no wrong?” Melissa pointed at the principal. “Check him

mess with Summer? They’d all pay.

corruption alone would get them locked

fainted. As the head

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

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 I might give you a

blurted out, “It was… young master Vincent FitzGerald. He came for Milo, said… said to distract the kids so their parents

didn’t

Vincent was targeting

but

At Melissa’s villa.

Milo sat on the couch, happily playing with a skipping rope. He sighed

Garner looked at Melissa gratefully. “Thanks.”

now?” Melissa lounged in her silk

throat, Garner

thanks your idea of repayment?” Melissa nonchalantly crossed her legs, a calculated move designed

stiffened, stepping in front of Summer and Milo protectively. “The kids are

eyes. “Rhett and Kristin are back, they’ll be here any minute

If you really want to thank me, don’t just say it–work

and said, “Come on, boss, quit messing with me.”

you know…” Melissa got

instinctively backed away, tripping over the coffee table and landing on the

too, planting a kiss

Milo’s eyes with his hands, peeking through

eyes?” Milo

Summer whispered, and Milo obediently fell

“Uncle, you have to take responsibility after

gave Summer a thumbs–up.

but as Melissa was his

Kristin burst through the