Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 177

Inside the living room of the Luther residence, Felicity showed no joy at all when she heard the news of Bailey's dismissal. Instead, she leaned against the couch with her face losing all color.

She had spent three days accepting the fact that her grandson had become a retard.

Pride and dignity no longer mattered to her. In fact, she was willing to grovel at Bailey's feet as long as the latter could cure her precious grandson.

Unfortunately, even the resourceful Bailey had run out of ideas on how to treat Maxton.

It feels like God isn't even granting me the opportunity to beg on my knees.

“Mom...”

Caridee gave Felicity a nudge on her arm. After hesitating for a moment, she probed, “There's a lot going on at home now. I don't think anyone is in the mood to hold a banquet. Let's just cancel my coming-of-age ceremony.”

Felicity's listless gaze was slightly jolted. Turning her attention to Caridee, she responded in a hoarse voice, “Your coming-of-age ceremony is a once-in-a-lifetime event. How can we cancel it? Isn't Simon organizing it now? Stop saying silly stuff like that.”

As a burning sensation descended upon Caridee's nose, she threw herself into Felicity's arms.

“Mom, Max is a lucky child. Since he managed to overcome his autism earlier, I'm sure he will repeat his success again. I have faith that he will recover.”

“That's right. He definitely will,” Felicity lamented softly. “It's just that we don't know when. I feel as if I won't ever get to see Max speaking adorably in my arms again.”

“Mom, you—”

Before Caridee could say a word, a commotion was heard on the second floor.

One of the maids hurried downstairs and reported, “M-Mrs. Luther, M-Mr. Maxton has peed his pants again.”

Springing to her feet, Felicity thundered, “Why are you telling me that? Shouldn't you be changing his pants instead?”

“H-He refuses to let me do it no matter what and insists on yelling for his mom.”

“In that case, you should get his mom instead of coming to me. Where's Rhonda? Didn't I ask her to stay by his side? Where did she run off to?”

“Ms. Rhonda went to her room

then? What are you still

“Oh, oh, all right.”

poor grandson. He has never soiled his pants since he was a baby. B-But now... What has the Luther family done

words fell, she pounded

take it out on yourself. There

and tell Artemis that he has to protect Bailey. Worse comes to worst, get him to shoulder the blame as long as she isn't sent to prison by the folks at Emmy Boutique. If it comes

Caridee sighed in resignation.

rip her to pieces. But because of Max now, she's willing to cast aside

Quickly. What are you spacing out for? Once Bailey goes to prison, it will be

okay. I'll call

the second-floor bedroom, Rhonda was greeted by a stinking smell the moment she

Her expression drastically changed.

that b*stard has soiled his pants

it was not for the maids present, she would definitely not hide the

he's covered in... You should help him wash up and change a new pair

have to do everything myself? What did the Luther family pay you so much for? If you can't resolve something as trivial as

turned pale in

it's beneath us. It's just that... Mr.

Now that he's fragile psychologically, he just wants his mother. There's really nothing we can

further incensed by their

only remembers

go! All

of angering Rhonda any further, the maids scurried out

Maxton, who was giggling like a fool,

then, I

“Hehe, hehehe...”

chill down Rhonda's spine. Unable to hide her exasperation any longer, she pinched her nose as she gradually approached

she really wanted to

and follow me to the