My Mommy Became A Billionaire After the Breakup

Athena's car was parked at a corner.

Heavy rain poured down on the car after she sat for a while.

“How about | go in and take a look?" Dorian asked.

Athena shook her head.

At this time, someone finally came out of the empty police station door.

Martin held an umbrella and supported Byron towards the car parked at the door.

Martin glanced around subconsciously after helping Byron get into the car first.

Where Athena parked her car happened to be in Martin's blind spot, so he didn't see anyone.

Martin dared not delay any longer.

After putting away the umbrella, he got in the car immediately.

"Mr. Crawford, shall | find a place to get you something to eat first?" Martin looked back at Byron.

Without any exaggeration, Martin had never seen Byron look like this after working for Byron for so many years.

Byron was also in a miserable situation after Athena faked her death and escaped.

It was the kind of miserable situation that he only had one breath left.

But, now, Byron was like a body without his soul.

There was no light in his eyes, and his body was lifeless.

To put it harshly, he was like being possessed by a ghost.

"No. Go back to Girard City." Byron paused.

"Yes!" Martin dared not to disobey Byron.

He immediately started the car and headed towards Girard City.

Originally, Martin's navigation was positioned at Lakin.

But after looking at himself in such an embarrassed condition, Byron said, "Let's go to the apartment in the city center first." "Mr. Crawford, when Mrs. Crawford returns from work, she will find that you are not at home. Maybe we can..."

Byron raised his eyes and stared at Martin calmly. "If she sees me like this, she will be even more worried. If she can't find me, she will ask you... Then, just tell her that | lost my phone, and I'll be home soon."

"Understood." Martin felt uneasy.

He opened his mouth several times but still dared not to ask why Byron was there and why he would take an act for a just cause. Byron looked out the window.

In the early hours of the morning, the child called him.

It was very noisy there, with the sounds of women cursing and breaking things.

"Mr. Crawford, my mother wants to kill me. Come and save me, come and save me!"

Byron stood up immediately.

He asked what happened while walking towards the elevator.

"| don't know what happened. Mom and Dad were quarreling. Mom said that | was not her child, and Grandma and Dad killed her real child, so they took me as a substitute. She wanted to kill me and bury me with her son!"

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Byron drove for nearly two hours, according to the address given by the boy, and finally found the frightened boy in an abandoned amusement park in the morning fog.

The boy looked even more embarrassed than the last time.

He had no shoes on, his feet were covered with scars, his face was bruised, one side of his cheek was swollen, and marks of whipping could be seen on his arms and legs.

"Did your mother beat you?" Byron asked.

“Mr. Crawford, what should | do? | don't have a home anymore. Everyone is lying. Mom is lying. Dad is lying. Even Grandma is lying! What should | do... What should | do in the future!"

"Don't cry," Byron knelt down, gently wiping away the boy's tears with his hand.

"If they treat you like this, just let them go. Go back with me. | told you, my wife is a very good person. | used to be very bad, but she will always treat me well, and she will definitely treat you well," Byron's voice was choked.

The child's life experience was so similar to that of him back then.

Byron suddenly wondered if saving him now would be God giving him a chance to save his former self.

"Mr. Crawford, | wish you were my father." The boy cried and hugged Byron.