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?”
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