“You want to bully my brother? You must have a death wish!”

“You want to bully my brother? You must have a death wish!”

Maxton broke free from Bailey's tight grasp and dashed toward Clarence like a swift arrow.

He aimed at the weakest part of the body and rammed his head into Clarence's stomach. Though the impact was not severe, the force was sufficient to throw Clarence to the ground, yelping in pain.

Everyone looked at each other in bafflement, thinking to themselves that the scene looked very much like a loving cub standing up for its mother!

Without any hesitation, Bailey went up to the boy and hugged him. She touched his forehead and checked his entire body. Frowning, she asked, “Did you hurt yourself?”

Maxton grinned and replied, “No worries, Bailey. I've trained my body and am a man of steel.”

Despite feeling relieved, Bailey flicked his forehead and gave him a stern warning. “Never ever use your head to attack others. Have I made myself clear?”

The little boy pouted. Bailey is so fierce. Then again, I like it when she behaves this way. This is exactly how a mother should act.

When Clarence was about to prop himself up, Bailey quickly pushed Maxton behind her and took several steps backward.

Those present were moved by her action of putting the child's safety as her first priority and protecting him from any possible danger.

This isn't something that one can fake easily. It's definitely a natural motherly instinct.

Bailey swept a glance across everyone's faces and mocked, “Why are there so many people here today? Is this your way of bullying the three of us, a poor widow and her sons?”

What? A widow and her sons? The boy standing behind her is a Luther. Why is she claiming him as her child? How shameless can she be?

Beatrice went up to her husband and helped him to his feet. Shooting Bailey a vicious look, she yelled, “Max is Ronni's son. Since when did he become yours? Have some dignity, Bailey!”

In response, Bailey smiled widely and turned to the boy. “Are you Rhonda's son?”

do a maternity test with

Beatrice paled at his sudden announcement. They could not

W-What? A maternity test?

dead silence promptly descended over the waiting

expression on

tension in the room was at its

“How is

weird expression on his face. He looked as though he had

conclusion? Stop keeping us in suspense

Beatrice gazed at

it all. I'm pretty sure that the two of them are not biologically

with the wealthy and powerful in order to achieve a higher social

be blamed for not educating Bailey properly. I may be her stepmom, but I'm still responsible for this. Mrs. Luther, Mr. Chivers, and the rest of the family, I'm the sinner. If you want to blame someone,

two of them are biological father and

slap in the face for Rhonda

stunned beyond

her best

then, she was

moment, she stopped whatever she wanted to say. Darn it, I

then, she was clearly pregnant with Mr. Larson's baby. How did that baby become Edmund's son? Did you make a

Chivers, I suggest you consult other specialists since someone is

coughed once and responded wryly, “Please don't take it to heart. You're the last person on earth that I'll ever

she glared at Rhonda and scolded her through gritted teeth, “Just how evil are you? Are you saying that the Chivers

not what

who hasn't officially married into the Luther family, you should be staying home obediently. Instead, you're out and about causing trouble every day. I think the Luthers

at Felicity with tears in her

way for Rhonda to argue her way out. Once again, Felicity was fuming upon realizing the

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