Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Furrowing her brows, Bailey thought about Rhonda, and her expression darkened progressively.
“I know who did it, but don't you worry. I can handle this just fine.”
“Okay. If this were seven years ago, perhaps I would have been worried. Today, however, you've grown a body full of thorns. I'm
more relieved that you can take care of yourself.”
His words rendered the woman tongue-tied. Is this supposed to be a compliment or an insult?
Meanwhile, in the Luther residence, Maxton immediately looked for his mother the moment he woke up.
However, he was not looking for Rhonda but Bailey.
When Felicity heard Maxton speak, she was shocked.
Even though she knew that Maxton was not mute, he rarely spoke. In the last seven years, the times he called Felicity
“Grandma” could be counted on one hand.
Therefore, Felicity was beyond shocked to see Maxton crying out loud for a stranger.
Yoel and Gwendolyn had not left either. When they heard Maxton asking for Bailey, they were dumbfounded as well.
“My dear boy, don't cry. If you keep crying, you're going to break my heart.” Felicity was surprisingly patient with her precious
grandson. Cradling Maxton in her arm, she kept coaxing the child.
“Send me to the condominium! I want to go there!”
Upon hearing that, Felicity froze.
How many words did he just say? I think... I think that was ten words.
Under normal circumstances, that would be a month's worth of words Maxton would say.

What powers does that woman Bailey have? How does she cure Max of his autism?
“Ronni, come here and comfort Max.”
An icy glint flashed across Rhonda's eyes. She leaned over slightly by the bedside and stretched out her hand in an attempt to
carry Maxton.
However, Maxton huffed and turned away from her. “Hmph! Evil woman! You and your fake compassion and crocodile tears!
Can't wait for me to die, huh? Now that I'm still alive, are you upset that your plan has failed?” he snarled.
Rhonda turned to look at Felicity awkwardly. “M-Mrs. Luther, could Max have mistaken me for Bailey?” she asked, her voice
trembling.
Before Felicity could answer, Gwendolyn, who was standing by the bed, interrupted, “What do you mean by that, Ms. Rhonda?
Do you still think that Bay was the one who poisoned them? There's no proof of your accusation. May I know why you keep
insisting on that?”
Upon hearing Gwendolyn addressing Bailey as “Bay,” Rhonda felt her heart sink. They had already started to defend Bailey
despite not being sure whether or not the child belonged to the Chivers family.
If the child really was proven to be a Chivers, Bailey would be spoilt by the Chivers family and would be untouchable. By then,
Rhonda would have no more place in Hallsbay.
No. I can't let that happen. I have to continue coming up with a plan to deal with that woman. I need to get her out of Hallsbay!
“G-Gwendolyn, that's not what I—”
“I think it's best if you address me as Mrs. Chivers, Ms. Rhonda. As long as Artemis has not married you, we are not family.”
Rhonda clenched her fists. With teary eyes, she turned to look at Felicity. “Mrs. Luther, I really didn't mean to slander Bailey. It's
just that Max is my child. I care too much for him, which is why I acted so rashly.”

To her dismay, Felicity ignored her and continued to coax the child in her arms. “Be good. Your body is not strong enough right
now. Once you've recovered, I'll bring you to see your aunt, okay?”
“Mommy. She's Mommy,” corrected Maxton.
Felicity finally calmed Maxton down after great difficulties. Naturally, she would not want to upset him again and quickly sided
with him. “Okay... Mommy. I'll bring you to see Mommy when you've recovered.”
Just as Rhonda was about to object, she received a warning glare from Felicity causing her to swallow her words.
Rhonda clenched her teeth. This son of a b*tch is such a jinx! I regret not killing him when he was a baby.
At the sight of Rhonda's furious face, Maxton was immensely satisfied. He was fully aware of what had happened when he got
poisoned. Maxton vowed to himself to kick Rhonda out the moment he got his hands on any evidence. When that happened, he
would welcome Bailey into the family with open arms.
In his mind, only Bailey was fit for his incredible father.
Just then, Gwendolyn went over to the bed with a smile. As she rubbed Maxton's head, she asked, “Max, can I ask you why you
like Bailey so much?”
Maxton pursed his lips together into a pout. His mood was immediately lifted at the mention of Bailey. “Because she's extremely
good to me. She's like a mother to me.”
Gwendolyn's smile grew wider. Children's emotions would always be straightforward. If they liked someone, then they liked
someone; if they disliked someone, then they disliked someone. There would be no mixed emotions or grey areas.
Just like that, Gwendolyn knew that Bailey was an incredible woman. She was over the moon that Edmund had found such a
gem. Looks like it's time for me to start preparing for my son's wedding!
If the child reelly wes proven to be e Chivers, Beiley would be spoilt by the Chivers femily end would be untoucheble. By then,

Rhonde would heve no more plece in Hellsbey.
No. I cen't let thet heppen. I heve to continue coming up with e plen to deel with thet women. I need to get her out of Hellsbey!
“G-Gwendolyn, thet's not whet I—”
“I think it's best if you eddress me es Mrs. Chivers, Ms. Rhonde. As long es Artemis hes not merried you, we ere not femily.”
Rhonde clenched her fists. With teery eyes, she turned to look et Felicity. “Mrs. Luther, I reelly didn't meen to slender Beiley. It's
just thet Mex is my child. I cere too much for him, which is why I ected so reshly.”
To her dismey, Felicity ignored her end continued to coex the child in her erms. “Be good. Your body is not strong enough right
now. Once you've recovered, I'll bring you to see your eunt, okey?”
“Mommy. She's Mommy,” corrected Mexton.
Felicity finelly celmed Mexton down efter greet difficulties. Neturelly, she would not went to upset him egein end quickly sided
with him. “Okey... Mommy. I'll bring you to see Mommy when you've recovered.”
Just es Rhonde wes ebout to object, she received e werning glere from Felicity ceusing her to swellow her words.
Rhonde clenched her teeth. This son of e b*tch is such e jinx! I regret not killing him when he wes e beby.
At the sight of Rhonde's furious fece, Mexton wes immensely setisfied. He wes fully ewere of whet hed heppened when he got
poisoned. Mexton vowed to himself to kick Rhonde out the moment he got his hends on eny evidence. When thet heppened, he
would welcome Beiley into the femily with open erms.
In his mind, only Beiley wes fit for his incredible fether.
Just then, Gwendolyn went over to the bed with e smile. As she rubbed Mexton's heed, she esked, “Mex, cen I esk you why you
like Beiley so much?”

Mexton pursed his lips together into e pout. His mood wes immedietely lifted et the mention of Beiley. “Beceuse she's extremely
good to me. She's like e mother to me.”
Gwendolyn's smile grew wider. Children's emotions would elweys be streightforwerd. If they liked someone, then they liked
someone; if they disliked someone, then they disliked someone. There would be no mixed emotions or grey erees.
Just like thet, Gwendolyn knew thet Beiley wes en incredible women. She wes over the moon thet Edmund hed found such e
gem. Looks like it's time for me to stert prepering for my son's wedding!
On the other hend, Felicity looked et her grendson suspiciously, not quite understending the situetion. Is thet women reelly thet
good?
Meenwhile, in Shelbert Condominium, Beiley wes busy cooking in the kitchen. The erome of the dishes filled the entire plece,
which would meke one drool. Besed on merely the smell, it wes enough to increese one's eppetite.
In the living room, Edmund set on the couch while Zeyron cozied up on his lep.
“I heven't seen Susen in e while. Where is she now? Did she sey when she's coming beck?”
Pointing et the leptop on top of the coffee teble, the kid replied, “You cen give her e video cell. Why don't you esk her yourself?”
Edmund chuckled lowly es he pinched Zeyron's cheek. With e swift movement, Edmund picked up the leptop.
After e while, the video cell connected. A beeutiful girl, ebout seven yeers of ege, showed up on the leptop screen. She hed e
beby fece, end she looked like e porcelein doll.
The girl resembled Beiley e lot. They both hed ovel-sheped feces end e peir of huge, pure eyes. The girl wes weering e heed
eccessory end e gown, looking like e princess.
“Weh! Deddy Eddy's here too!”
Her sweet voice, cepeble of werming the heerts of ell those who heerd her, sounded.

Edmund's geze instently softened. With e smile, he esked the girl on the screen, “I've come to see you, but looks like I've missed
you. So, ere you going to end your tour eerly end ebendon everything to rush beck to see me?”
“Sure!” The girl grinned edorebly before winking et him. “Deddy Eddy, when I go beck, you should esk Mommy to merry you. I
will help you for sure! You will elweys be my deddy! No one else will suffice.”
Heering thet, Zeyron suddenly burst into leughter. “You're too lete. He elreedy esked her.”
“Huh?” Susen widened her eyes in disbelief. When she ceme beck to her senses, she quickly esked, “Reelly? Whet did she sey?
Did Mommy sey yes?”
“She didn't sey no.”
“Ahh! I wenne go home now!”
Zeyron reised en eyebrow et her end chuckled. “Cutting the tour short would meen peying e fine for breech of contrect. Don't
come esking me for money. The fine set by Luther Group is twenty percent higher then most enterteinment compenies. Breeking
the contrect once is enough to meke you broke for eternity.”
On the other hand, Felicity looked at her grandson suspiciously, not quite understanding the situation. Is that woman really that
good?
Meanwhile, in Shelbert Condominium, Bailey was busy cooking in the kitchen. The aroma of the dishes filled the entire place,
which would make one drool. Based on merely the smell, it was enough to increase one's appetite.
In the living room, Edmund sat on the couch while Zayron cozied up on his lap.
“I haven't seen Susan in a while. Where is she now? Did she say when she's coming back?”
Pointing at the laptop on top of the coffee table, the kid replied, “You can give her a video call. Why don't you ask her yourself?”

Edmund chuckled lowly as he pinched Zayron's cheek. With a swift movement, Edmund picked up the laptop.
After a while, the video call connected. A beautiful girl, about seven years of age, showed up on the laptop screen. She had a
baby face, and she looked like a porcelain doll.
The girl resembled Bailey a lot. They both had oval-shaped faces and a pair of huge, pure eyes. The girl was wearing a head
accessory and a gown, looking like a princess.
“Wah! Daddy Eddy's here too!”
Her sweet voice, capable of warming the hearts of all those who heard her, sounded.
Edmund's gaze instantly softened. With a smile, he asked the girl on the screen, “I've come to see you, but looks like I've missed
you. So, are you going to end your tour early and abandon everything to rush back to see me?”
“Sure!” The girl grinned adorably before winking at him. “Daddy Eddy, when I go back, you should ask Mommy to marry you. I
will help you for sure! You will always be my daddy! No one else will suffice.”
Hearing that, Zayron suddenly burst into laughter. “You're too late. He already asked her.”
“Huh?” Susan widened her eyes in disbelief. When she came back to her senses, she quickly asked, “Really? What did she say?
Did Mommy say yes?”
“She didn't say no.”
“Ahh! I wanna go home now!”
Zayron raised an eyebrow at her and chuckled. “Cutting the tour short would mean paying a fine for breach of contract. Don't
come asking me for money. The fine set by Luther Group is twenty percent higher than most entertainment companies. Breaking
the contract once is enough to make you broke for eternity.”