My Mommy Became A Billionaire After the Breakup novel Chapter 1965

Some of the richest people he had previously served in Gaston liked to keep their mistresses in their parents' hometown.

Then, they could make an excuse to visit and accompany their parents but actually have a tryst at their mistresses' places.

As soon as Athena left, Mike and Jaxson took her children home.

"Aren't mommy and daddy home from work yet?" Mia didn't see her parents and turned to ask Alice.

Although Alice was not very smart, she could still read others' expressions.

She vaguely knew that something big was going to happen at the house, which had been peaceful for a while.

"No. I just called them, and they said they won't be back for dinner. They said you can do your homework and go to bed after dinner. You don't have to wait for them," Alice said hurriedly, "I made desserts with the flavor you like. They are made with new recipes! Come on, you should enjoy them in the dining room!"

Jaxson was a little suspicious when he saw Alice's acts.

So, he texted Athena on WhatsApp: [Ms. Chelsea, aren't you coming back for dinner?]

Athena called back shortly.

Jaxson quickly answered the call.

"Jaxson, I have to go out for some errands. It will probably be very late when I return. You take care of Mia and Aiden. Make sure they go to bed early."

"Okay."

There was nothing unusual about Athena's voice.

Jaxson only thought that Alice might have done something wrong again and didn't overthink it.

The car quickly got on the highway and sped towards the destination.

Athena didn't know where Lola's hometown was specifically. Lola was born in Girard City but raised abroad. When her grandparents were still alive, she would go to her hometown from time to time. Later, after her grandparents passed away, she never went back.

What was Byron doing there so early in the morning in such a hurry?

And why was he going to the police station?

Why did he ask Martin to go at this time?

Martin set off more than ten minutes earlier than Athena.

Not knowing what had happened, he was so worried that he sped all the way to his destination.

By the time he arrived, the sky had completely darkened.

In the past few days, the weather would always turn bad in the evening and would rain heavily at any time.

Martin found an umbrella in the car, took Byron's spare clothes from the trunk, and hurried into the police station.

It was a small police station in the town with few officers.

Martin was wearing a well-ironed suit and didn't look like a local.

The police officer on duty immediately understood what he was there for.

He took Martin inside.

After a while, Martin saw Byron sitting on the bench with dirty clothes and a very embarrassed look.

"Mr. Crawford!" Martin didn't dare to recognize him at first glance.