Divorced but Delighted

Chapter 130 I Admit Her

Jason held the pastries in his arms and fell silent.

He wanted to say something but stopped on second thought. He looked up at Ryan and saw that he was holding a tablet and his phone. It looked like he was arguing with someone with a keyboard.

After a long silence, Jason felt that as an employee of the Trevino Group, he had to think about the

company.

After all, if the company’s profits dropped, his bonus might not be able to be raised.

Just as he was about to persuade Ryan, the door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open.

Mr. Trevino came out looking impatient and a little tired. Obviously, he was angry because he didn’t have a good rest and was woken up.

“What’s going on with so much noise?”

Draven frowned and glanced at the two of them. His voice was low and hoa rse.

As he asked, he buttoned up his cufflinks and walked towards the office table. He picked up the cup. of water on the table and took a sip, still looking displeased.

Jason glanced at Ryan and saw that he was completely focused on his phone. After thinking for a while, he took the initiative to repeat what he had said to Ryan to Draven and wanted to ask for a

specific plan.

Without saying a word, Draven picked up his phone.

Without clicking on it, he felt a headache just by looking at the two hot topics.

He threw his phone away and pressed his temples. “Remove all the trending topics. Leave the specific public relations schemes to the public relations department. Focus on the company and Aleah’s interests. Don’t worry about anyone else.”

The implication was that it didn’t matter even if they hired paid Internet trolls to smear Coby and

Cierra.

Jason glanced at Draven in surprise.

Draven raised his eyes and asked impatiently, “Is there any other problem?”

Jason shook his head. “No, I’ll deal with it right away. Don’t worry, Mr. Trevino!”

Just as Draven was about to ask Jason to go out, his eyes fell on the takeaway box in his arms.

“What are you holding in your arms?”

His tone was full of disdain.

around when he heard this. After hesitating for a moment, he decided

the truth.

her this morning? She gave me some and asked me to distribute them

him for

figure out what Mr. Trevino was thinking,

head and said, “You can

He turned around with the things in

“Jason.”

man on the sofa

narrowed his eyes and smiled. “Cici told you to give it to colleagues in the office. Am I not a member of the

I forgot about you, Mr.

pastries. When he saw that Ryan was still smiling, he

more box.

so he could only put down two

did Ryan feel satisfied. “You can go out and have a taste

must be tired today.”

replied and fled in

The packaging box of L’Opera Restaurant was designed in an antique style. It didn’t look like takeaway box, but more like a gift

for someone.

to open

also took out his phone, took a

look like real fruits. I don’t

piece

it, but he

at the office table couldn’t

eyes and said impatiently, “If you don’t want to stay here, go back to the West family in Chicago. Ryan, don’t do whatever you want just because of your mother’s relationship with the Trevino

was

still bit the pastry and said with a mean smile, “I’m not relying on my mother’s relationship. I’m obviously relying on my friendship with

looked at

continue

a step back. “I won’t eat it, okay? If you have anything

of pastries on the table and recalled the

old house that night.

was very familiar, but he couldn’t remember where he had eaten

thought only lingered for a few seconds before it was quickly

calm tone, “Ryan, I know you’re defending Cierra, but I hope you understand that I’m the one who wants to get married, not you. So it doesn’t mean I have

someone you like.”

he spoke, he suddenly remembered what Cierra had said to Ms.

fire

didn’t notice his abnormality and made

to marry Cici. No one is happy to have their marriage arranged. But Draven, what do you mean to marry that girl from the Boyle family? You were blind in the past, and she pretended to be good. Now, you have seen the evidence with your own eyes.

still want to marry