Herbert stared at the surveillance footage on the tablet. At around two in the morning, Miles had walked out of the house with his little backpack, crying and never looking back.
His knuckles turned white as he gripped the tablet, his brow pulling into a tight knot.
"He's just a little boy, wandering out all alone in the dead of night, and the three adults in this house had absolutely no idea?" Valery was furious, her sharp glare darting between Sylvie and Callie. "Sylvie, what did you promise when you married Herbert? You swore you'd treat the boy like your own flesh and blood. You said you'd take perfect care of him. Is this your idea of taking care of him?"
Ever since the disaster at the Go Academy, Valery's fondness for Sylvie had plummeted.
First, she had insisted on showing off by playing the piano when she clearly lacked the skill. She botched it publicly, creating an earsplitting noise. Valery could still vividly picture the agonizingly awkward expressions on the faces of the ladies' social club members.
They hadn't said anything to her face, but she knew they were tearing her apart behind her back.
The daughter-in-law of Professor Valery, a renowned music master, banging out noise in front of an elite crowd!
It would have been better if she hadn't touched the keys at all.
Then there was the fact that Sylvie fully knew Hulda was the Director of the R&D Center, yet out of pure pettiness, she chose to keep it a secret right in front of Hulda herself, lying through her teeth without an ounce of shame.
If it weren't for Sylvie's selfish deception and humiliating stunts, Valery wouldn't be in such an embarrassing position right now.
Even though Cora had defended Sylvie during dinner at the main house later on, Valery's opinion of her hadn't improved much.
Especially when compared to Hulda. Hulda had her living expenses stolen for seven years, yet she suffered in silence, using her own hard-earned money to subsidize the family's expenses.
Sylvie's behavior, by contrast, was incredibly cheap and petty.
Yes, Cora was wrong to steal the money, but at least she was kinder to Sylvie than she had been to Hulda—she had left Sylvie fifty thousand. Plus, it wasn't like Sylvie had no income. Herbert paid her a very generous salary at the company. Would it have killed her to front Callie's wages for a day or two and sort it out with Herbert later?
But no, she refused to part with a single cent, forcing Callie to ask Herbert for it directly.

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