Of course, she had to play along and put up an act in front of Glen.

“Have you been a good boy while I was overseas, Max? You didn't give your aunt a hard time, did you?”

Maxton fought back the urge to throw up as he sat her down on a nearby chair.

“Eww... I smell something musky!” Zayron mumbled.

“You're right! There is indeed a musky smell in the air! That's strange... It wasn't here earlier!” Susan chimed in.

The smile on Rhonda's face was frozen in place as a murderous look filled her eyes.

D*mn it! These two brats are indirectly calling me a vixen!

By the time she snapped out of it, a piece of paper had been pasted on her face.

That was the last straw for Rhonda.

She smacked Maxton hard on the shoulder and shouted angrily, “Is this any way to treat your mother, Maxton? I think you need a beating to remind you how you should behave!”

That hit was so forceful that Maxton teared up on the spot.

He got so mad that he wished he could tear her to pieces right then and there. “Is this any way to treat your son? Are you trying to kill me or something? I think you've dislocated my arm!” he yelled while glaring fiercely at her.

Rhonda froze as the sudden realization kicked in.

Oh my goodness... What have I done? I can't believe I hit Maxton in front of Old Mr. Chivers and Mrs. Chivers! I really need to have better control over my temper!

“I-I didn't mean to!” she stammered anxiously while reaching out to hold him, but Maxton refused to let her do so.

He jumped off the chair and ran straight into Bailey's arms, wailing.

Bailey instinctively gave him a hug before examining his arm.

As Rhonda had indeed smacked him quite hard, it left an obvious bruise on his tender skin.

“Oh no! My precious baby! Your arm is bruised! Let's get you checked out at the infirmary!” Gwendolyn exclaimed in shock from the side.

Rhonda's heart sank when she heard that.

Everyone knows how much that old hag from the Luther family loves this kid. He could tear the Luther residence apart, and no one would dare lay a finger on him. Now that I've bruised him, that old hag is definitely going to have my head!

Terrified by that thought, Rhonda got up from the chair and ran toward Maxton.

However, she had barely taken a few steps forward when Glen blocked her path with his cane.

“The kids were just playing with you. Did you really have to hit him that hard over a silly joke? Even an old man like myself is able to put up with their shenanigans, so why can't you? How will you become the matriarch of the Luther family if you're so petty? Honestly, I don't think you're worthy of my grandson!”

Rhonda felt a shiver down her spine.

“Granddad, I—”

“Don't call me 'Granddad,' Ms. Rhonda. You had the audacity to hit the Luther family's precious son. As far as I know, Artemis has no plans on marrying you, so you're not my granddaughter-in-law anyway!” Glen cut her off.

Rhonda was so shocked that she took a few steps back in response.

She then glanced at Bailey, her gaze meeting that of Maxton's in the process.

Upon noticing the gleeful look in his eyes, Rhonda finally understood that it was a set-up all along.

Those kids had prepared a trap for her, and she had walked right into it.

I can't believe I was tricked by a bunch of brats!

“What's the matter? Why is Max crying so loudly?”

The people in the study were alerted by the commotion and Maxton's incessant wailing. Naturally, Felicity was the first to come rushing out.

Upon arriving in the living room, she saw Bailey massaging Maxton's arm so hard that it was all red and swollen.

“What the heck do you think you're doing, Bailey? Are you trying to kill him or something?” she yelled while rushing forward, only to have Glen knock her back with his cane.

“Stay right there! She's treating his bruise by promoting blood circulation!”

Felicity shifted her gaze toward Gwendolyn and asked, “What's going on here, Gwendolyn? What happened to Max?”

“This kid got a little mischievous and pasted a piece of paper on his mommy's face, so she got angry and gave him a hard slap. It's nothing major, though. His skin is a little red and swollen, so Bay is massaging his arm to reduce the swelling,” Gwendolyn replied with a chuckle.

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