My Mommy Became A Billionaire After the Breakup novel Chapter 487

Athena lowered her eyebrows and looked at Byron who was inexplicably proud.

"Freya values the project of the Bloor Food Industry Company very much." She didn't tell Byron that Freya plagiarized her plan, but she didn't intend to let it go.

She didn't think she had to tell Byron about it and get him involved since it was a conflict of interest.

She thought at that time, there would be a scuffle, and it would be troublesome if the priority couldn't be decided.

"Yeah." Byron's smile faded. "The plan she came up with is indeed brilliant, but compared with yours, it's still a bit inferior. In a business battle, if one is inferior to others, he can only be bullied. Everyone is equal."

Athena looked at Byron seriously.

She tried to find his affection for Freya on his face.

But she failed.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Byron put his arms around her waist and looked up at her.

Athena stretched out her hand and gently brushed his cheek with her fingertips. Byron immediately pressed his cheek to Athena's palm like a pet.

"Don't stay there too long. Come back soon," he whispered.

In fact, he wanted to ask her not to go.

And he wanted to say that he could arrange for someone to pick up the child.

The days of the reunion were too short, and he often woke up in the middle of the night, afraid that those reunion memories were just hallucinations or dreams caused by his longing.

"Hmm," Athena responded.

Her soul was torn in two by emotions and reason.

Her emotions were touched by Byron and let her take his side without hesitation.

But reason was like a knife hanging above her head, reminding her of all the past and the bottomless gap between the two of them.

Athena had always been very courageous.

But Byron was like an accident deliberately arranged for her by God.

He let her no longer be courageous and become twisted.

Byron thought he was happy when Athena didn't diss him. Even if she treated him a little coldly, he thought it was fine.

Byron would feel satisfied if she just hummed lightly.

That was because Athena used to live in the apartment.

But Chelsea could go upstairs alone. So Freya thought maybe Byron had taken Chelsea to the apartment long ago and even told her how to open the door...

Freya had tried hard for more than five years.

She got nothing. But Chelsea got it easily with a face that resembled Athena's.

Thinking of it, Freya couldn't help but want to go crazy.

Half an hour passed, and an hour passed.

Neither Chelsea nor Byron came down. And Freya's mind was full of the image of them having sex.

"Byron, I seem to have done something wrong," Freya lowered her eyelids, covered her face, and said tremblingly.

Byron's face was sullen.

Athena didn't intend to listen to their conversation and turned to leave the living room.

But Byron seemed afraid that she would run away.