My Mommy Became A Billionaire After the Breakup
Chapter 1858

Chapter 1858 Surveillance Footage

"Good morning, Mrs. Crawford!"

Richie ran out from the side and greeted.

Although Richie was the young master of the third generation of a wealthy family, his clothing was always simple and common, around thirty to fifty dollars.

What he wore all day long were T-shirts that had been washed out of shape and jeans that had been discolored.

The main thing was simple and clean.

But today, his clothes were new and gorgeous visible to the naked eye, and his hair was carefully combed.

Athena patted his little head and said, "Good morning, Richie. Please wait for a moment."

As she spoke, she turned around, returned to the house, and took out the gifts she had prepared for Richie. "Happy birthday!"

Richie had a beaming face that even his eyes were smiling.

He accepted the gifts with both hands, nodded obediently, and thanked Lydia, "Thank you, Mrs. Crawford!"

"You're welcome. Go and have fun!" Athena said as she looked at the smiling Mia, "Today is Richie's birthday. Make sure you make him happy, okay?" "No problem!"

Mia patted her chest and assured.

Then she tugged on Richie's clothes and said, "Let's go to Uncle Logan's place, and let my father sleep for a while."

Richie clumsily held the gifts and waved at Athena.

He could barely keep up with Mia's pace, and Athena vaguely heard Richie muttering in a low voice, "Mia, walk slowly!" Looking at the two children, she smiled and shook her head.

Mia was so impatient. The older she got, the more anxious she became.

Lydia glanced back in the direction of the bedroom again.

It was rare for Byron to sleep in. So, she wished he could sleep in as long as he wanted.

After a simple wash-up, she walked straight out the door.

Dorian was talking to Martin when he caught sight of Athena walking out from the corner of his eye.

He immediately ended the conversation and walked toward her.

"How is it?" Athena asked.

Dorian's expression was grim as he said, "Mr. Shawn went to the monitoring room early in the morning and confirmed that the lack of surveillance footage was not a technical failure but was shut down manually. As a result, there was no surveillance footage from the crime scene that night."

Athena was not surprised at all.

"Besides, the police checked all the surveillance cameras near the two guards' residences last night. There are mostly self-built houses in that area, and each family installed their own surveillance cameras. Some roadside surveillance cameras have not been repaired in a long time, so there is little information. But it is now clear that in the early morning hours of the day when the incident occurred, shortly after Luke died, a woman standing about 5 feet 4 inches tall went in the direction of the rented house of the two guards who died. And the next day, around one o'clock in the morning, the same surveillance camera captured a woman of the same height and shape coming from that direction."

Dorian spoke and handed Athena the footage captured by the two surveillance cameras.

In the footage, no matter whether she was going or leaving, the other party covered herself tightly.

There were no facial features captured at all.

"She is very familiar with the nearby surveillance cameras. Currently, only this newly installed camera has captured her figure." Dorian was silent for a while and continued, "The height of Beatrice you suspect is 5 feet 5 inches..."

"Is the sports car gone?" Athena glanced at Dorian.

Dorian still maintained the last shred of stubbornness and said, "It's hard to say. There is no conclusion if we can't get her!"

Athena smiled.

"Okay, just take good protection methods for our people. We will return to Girard City after Richie's birthday. Since the matter has come to this, even if she knows the invisibility technique, she won't be able to escape the police," said Athena while returning the phone to Dorian.

Dorian took it over and asked, "Are you going to the postpartum rehabilitation center?"

Before Athena could answer, Sally rushed over in a hurry.