My Mommy Became A Billionaire After the Breakup
Chapter 586

Chapter 586 Jaxson Is a Nice Person

After a moment.

In the airport parking lot.

"Mr. Crawford." Jaxson looked at Byron unfriendly.

Because Jaxson's English was learned from Aiden and Mia, he didn't know any dirty words.

He could only use his eyes to show his contempt for Byron.

"Let's go." Byron nodded slightly.

Everyone around Athena had hostility toward him.

He just had to get used to it.

As long as no one advised Athena to leave him, he could turn a blind eye.

"I'll take Mr. Crawford's car..." Freya moved to open the door of Byron's car.

"Wait!" Jaxson stood like a solid wall in front of Freya. "Who knows where he will take you? You and Martin can take my car."

"I don't trust any of you either!" Freya tried to seek help from Byron.

Byron glanced at her. "I'll follow behind. Jaxson is a nice person. He won't do anything reckless."

"Byron!"

Freya couldn't believe it.

Byron averted his gaze and stared at her again. "Freya, is there anything you have been hiding from me?"

Taken aback, Freya sobbed immediately. "What do you mean? What can I do in my current state? Byron, don't let Chelsea bully me too much!"

"As long as you haven't done anything, no one can bully you." Byron averted his gaze as the car window slowly rolled up.

Freya gritted her teeth in anger.

But she had no choice but to get in Jaxson's car.

When she heard at the airport that they were going to Lauries Mansion, Freya's heart sank heavily.

Why should they go to Lola's house?

Did Chelsea replace something?

Chelsea may have found that phone.

But what did it have to do with her?

Why was Chelsea taking her to Lauries Mansion?

As Freya thought nervously, their cars drove into Lauries Mansion.

In the living room.

Athena, dressed in a solemn black suit, sat on a dark green velvet vintage armchair with her legs crossed.

One by one, everyone entered, with Byron at the forefront.

Upon seeing Athena, he immediately walked toward her. Athena had stayed up all night because of Aiden's illness, and she looked exhausted. Byron frowned. "What's wrong? You look pale."

"Mr. Julian Crawford."

Athena ignored him and called out to the last person to enter the room.

Julian stiffened, turning his head stiffly to look at Athena.

"Don't rush to take the urn. Leave it here." Athena gestured toward the coffee table in the living room.

The coffee table was custom-made by a craftsman in Ichinac, costing Lola over one million dollars. She loved it to bits.

"Take the urn away. Everyone except Freya, leave," Byron ordered in a deep voice.

Athena glanced at him.

She said slowly, "Lola must be present! Byron, whoever wants to defend Freya today is against me. Think carefully before speaking!"

"Byron, just listen to Ms. Stella. I don't want you to argue because of me!" Freya choked up and then walked up to Julian. "Mr. Julian Crawford, please give me the urn. I'll take care of it. You must be tired. Go get some rest."

Julian had already sensed the aggressive atmosphere.

He handed the urn to Freya eagerly and ran away quickly.