My Mommy Became A Billionaire After the Breakup
Chapter 1807

Chapter 1807 A Gentle Mother

Upon hearing praise for the pearls of her company, Montse was beaming with delight.

She was a native of Mailand, while her husband hailed from Isleo. Their family had been in the pearl cultivation business for generations.

In the previous generation, they capitalized on Isleo's economic boom and successfully built their brand. Under their leadership, it flourished even further. When Athena was studying, she had researched their rags-to-riches story.

"Oh, right! I heard you and Ms. Evie Cross are close friends. Then I shouldn't be surprised to encounter you here," Montse said with a smile.

Athena smiled back. "Indeed. This morning, Evie mentioned receiving a perfect pearl accessory set from a distinguished guest. It was your gift, wasn't it?" Montse felt delighted.

As Athena chatted with Montse.

Byron sat with his back to her at the gazebo.

While the boy he had saved stood in front of him.

He had been there for a while.

First eagerly asking about Mia's condition, then apologizing for his earlier outburst, feeling guilty of nearly causing a severe accident.

Byron knew he meant well, so he didn't say much.

"Your wife is really beautiful," the boy suddenly commented.

They had been talking for a while.

The boy suddenly looked over Byron's shoulder and looked into the distance.

When Byron heard his comment, he immediately looked back.

Then, he saw Athena talking to a woman.

"I also want such a gentle mother." The boy said suddenly, "I have seen her with your children, and she always smiles."

Byron looked back at the boy, feeling a bit puzzled.

"Isn't your mother gentle?"

The boy shook his head and gazed into the distance. "Compared to me, she cares more about her work. I hardly get to see her." Byron frowned slightly.

He felt a strange tightness in his chest, an inexplicable sense of bitterness.

"I haven't seen her for almost three months."

"Is she here too?" Byron asked.

The boy shook his head. "I came with my grandmother."

Although Byron lost his memories, he had heard many stories. He knew he had also grown up with his grandmother.

"Do you live with your grandmother?"

"Not really," the boy replied, then looked in Athena's direction. "I live on my own."

Byron detested parents who were irresponsible and neglectful of their children.

About to say something.

Before he could say anything more, the boy said, "She's coming. I have to go now. We'll play together another day!"

With that, the boy suddenly ran off.

Byron fell silent.

"Byron."

Athena's voice came from behind.

Byron got up and walked over to Athena.

"You met someone you know?" Byron casually took the fruits from Athena's hand.

"Yes, it was the owner of Mikimo. They've been looking to expand into the Mailand market in recent years and wanted to collaborate with some local industrial families. They've chosen the Timberlake family. This time, she and her husband came to congratulate Evie on the new baby," Athena said, linking her arm with Byron's. "By the way, who were you waving to just now?"

Waving?

Byron didn't recall waving to anyone.

"It was a child brought by one of the guests," Byron thought it might have been a casual farewell wave to the boy. "Did Emily scold Richie?"