My Mommy Became A Billionaire After the Breakup
Chapter 2078 Myself and Father

Probably, it was because Athena knew what happened to Larry in the end.

It was clear that these words exuded Larry's happiness, but Athena shed tears.

The record of happiness was short.

What happened next was what the weather was like every day.

Nothing else.

After recording the weather for over three months, Larry began writing confusing things.

"Today, those mushrooms that can speak came again. They said Xaviera sent them. I wanted to follow them because I missed Emily so desperately. But I failed. I broke my leg... My mother is crying. Why is she crying? It's me who should cry, isn't it?"

"Failed again. Why do I always fail? My mother is so strict. She made my house full of seawater. I can't cross it. I can't leave the cage she sets for me. I can't see Xaviera."

"I met some new friends, who are small animals in the garden. I agreed with them. They went to help me fetch Emily, and I fed them food, but my mother didn't allow me. She was crying again, saying that the animals don't exist. I climbed up the tree and wanted to ask the squirrel to come down and persuade my mother. Marsh is very good at persuading. Maybe my mother can listen to it and let me see Xaviera." "I miss you, I miss you, I miss you..." Several pages were covered with the sentence.

Larry's handwriting was gorgeous, but these words were crooked, and there were traces of dried tears.

"My mother was crazy, but she said I was crazy. I saw Peter, and I knew they would lock me up. I must hide this diary and wish I could come back alive."

"No, I won't come back alive. Alivia doesn't love me. I'm just her tool, a tool for her to show off to the outside world. I will die. To punish her, I will die." "I hate you, Alivia."

This was the last sentence in the diary.

Byron sat on the leather sofa, covering his face with his hands as if he wanted to hide himself.

"Have you finished reading the diary?" Ennis asked.

Byron nodded.

"Then what? Did you show Alivia the diary?"

Byron raised his head. "No, Alivia can't look at it. She will become insane."

"You love Alivia very much," Ennis said gently.

Byron looked a little numb and confused. "Do I love her? She... is my only supporter."

Ennis did not discuss this matter too much with Byron.

The time had not come yet.

He had to let Byron figure out who the boy was.

"Where is the diary now? Did you burn it?" Ennis then asked.

"Those were his painful experiences and screams during his lifetime. How could they be burned?" Byron lowered his eyelids. "I put them in the vault together with the photo with the face crossed out." "Byron." Ennis looked at him. "Then think about it again, who is he?"

Byron's neck was stiff.

He looked at the boy.

Something in Byron's mind was slowly becoming more precise.

"It's me... and my father..." Byron said, tears streaming down his face.

Fate really enjoyed playing tricks on people.

Before Byron knew that Larry was his father, Byron knew well this man's pain while he was alive.

He knew that Larry hated Alivia to guts.

But in the end, Larry died, and Alivia still created a child of his.

If Larry knew it, he would not rest in paradise.

From the moment Byron knew his identity, he knew that his existence was highly disgusting to the mother who gave birth to him, his father who had been aloof to him for more than ten years, and... Larry himself, except for Alivia.

He was the embodiment of Alivia's desire for control.

He was synonymous with down and dirty...