My Mommy Became A Billionaire After the Breakup
Chapter 574

Chapter 574 Fruit of Their Love?

On the same day, Byron took a private jet to Kuala Lumpur.

When he arrived, the inspection results of the vehicle were just out.

The person informed him, "Mr. Crawford, there are no issues with the vehicle. The preliminary assessment indicates that the accident occurred due to Mrs. Lola Crawford's improper driving." Byron's face turned cold as he reviewed the report himself.

"When will the autopsy results be ready?" Byron asked in a detached and icy tone while passing the report to his assistant behind him.

"The body has been in the water for too long. It will take some time. It should be available tomorrow," the person replied.

Byron nodded and stated firmly. "Please expedite the progress. We need to know the results as quickly as we can."

The person then replied, "Understood."

As the conversation ended, Byron glanced in the direction where Lola's body was. He showed no change in expression and walked away with large strides.

Watching Byron's departure, the officer responsible for the case breathed a sigh of relief.

"Did you guys hear about the rumors in Mailand?" an officer asked.

The others quickly confirmed, "Of course! It was covered in both the morning and noon news!"

Lola's case had also become a hot topic in Singapore, considering she had been a prominent figure in the business world.

Recalling Byron's indifferent demeanor, one officer commented, "The rumors must be true. Look at how cold Mr. Crawford is. He wouldn't be this indifferent, even if it were just a stray cat or dog that died." Another officer remarked, "Considering how often she attempted to kill him, I suppose anyone else would have lost all their feelings, too, right?"

"I'm so disappointed. I thought Mr. Crawford's wife would be here too. It's a shame she didn't come!" Another officer expressed.

Puzzled, the officer asked, "Why are you disappointed?"

The other officer replied, "It's a shame because I can't see her in person. I've seen her picture, and I must say, she's beautiful. I'm curious to see if she lives up to the photos in person!"

As the discussions continued, Byron arrived at the parking lot.

Just as he was about to get into his car, someone called out to him, yelling, "Byron!"

The voice caught Byron off guard, and he turned to replace Freya standing behind him. With a puzzled expression, he asked, "Freya, what are you doing here?"

"I got here yesterday," Freya said as she approached him. "With all that's happened and knowing you haven't fully recovered yet, I thought I'd come over and see if there's anything I can do to help." This was the first time Freya had seen Byron since the explosion.

She noticed that Byron had lost some weight yet still carried himself with the same grace. The weight loss enchanted his facial features and eyes, making Freya even more smitten with him. The boy she once worried she couldn't protect had grown into a towering, formidable man.

And now she... carried the fruit of their love inside her.

"Is everything sorted out with your mother?" Byron asked.

"Yes," Freya nodded. "It's not just about Mrs. Lola Crawford. Some relatives of ours immigrated here, and I wanted to see if Collier had visited them."

Byron immediately thought of Collier's girlfriend's death and how Collier had disappeared since then.

"Have you asked them?" Byron inquired.

"I haven't had the chance to yet," Freya said, shaking her head. "Where are you going now? Do you mind giving me a lift?"

If it were in the past, Byron would have gladly given her a lift.

However, things had changed, his arrival had already caught the media's attention, and numerous people were waiting to snap photos.

"I'm not available at the moment," Byron replied casually. "However, I'll arrange a car for you and a driver to take care of your transportation needs throughout the day." After hearing him, Freya struggled to maintain the smile on her face.

"Alright, then. I appreciate it, Mr. Crawford," Freya responded.

Byron nodded slightly and didn't say much, heading straight to his car and leaving.

Shortly after, one of Byron's security cars pulled up next to Freya. The driver got out and respectfully opened the door for her.

Freya took a deep breath and maintained an air of poise, pretending to carry herself like Mrs. Crawford as she got into the car.