Divorced but Delighted

At six o’clock in the evening.

It was the time for dinner, the kitchen in the old mansion of the Trevino family was busy.

Old Mr. Trevino wanted to have a taste of seafood. The chefs were preparing meals in full swing

When Draven arrived with his men, the smell of food slowly wafted out of the kitchen.

Having lived in Washington D.C. for a long time and missing his past lives in New York, old Mr. Trevino even cooked personally.

His face was full of smiles when he smelled the delicious aroma of the food.

Just as he was about to bring the food out of the kitchen, he heard Ben’s voice at the door. “Mr. Trevino, Mr. Draven is back.”

Old Mr. Trevino didn’t answer. He carried the steaming food to the dining room.

“Get out of the way! The newly steamed fish is hot. Be careful not to get it on your body.”

He made this steamed fish himself, so naturally he served it himself.

Old Mr. Trevino was in a good mood. After putting down the dishes, he picked up his fork, tasted it, and nodded in praise.

“Well, the fish in New York are fresh. We don’t often eat them in Washington D.C. When we have fewer things to do there in the future, you can come back with me if you are interested, Ben.”

Just as Ben was about to remind him of Draven, he was interrupted by someone outside the dining room.

Draven barged in aggressively, with his darkened face.

However, old Mr. Trevino pretended not to know anything.

You haven’t had dinner yet, have you? Sit down and eat with

cold face, Draven stared at him as if he was trying

pretending that Draven couldn’t see

Ben pulled out a chair and said in a much more polite tone than in the afternoon, “Please take a seat, Mr. Draven. We can talk

in

bowl like an understanding old man. “Come on, sit down. Ben has pulled out a chair for you. As for what I told you this afternoon, you can give me an answer after dinner. But I think you’ve thought it through since you’ve come here. Im very pleased. I’ll tell you about the Trevino

finished, he was interrupted by Draven’s stern

of pretending for

with coldness as he glared at him. His face, which had already been burned by the

“Where is she?”

lost his patience and questioned him with a cold

the main seat, restrained his smile a little. He did. not put down his fork and continued to eat his

soon as he raised his hand slightly, Ben, who was standing behind him, took a step forward and stood between Draven

looked up at Draven threateningly and said, “If Mr. Draven is not here for dinner, then you can leave now. Please don’t disturb Mr. Trevino’s meal. In addition, we don’t quite understand what you said. If you have any requests or need

it weren’t for Ben, he would have

Ben’s power in the afternoon, Draven knew that it was useless for him to start a fight, so he could only

sense of powerlessness arose spontaneously.

never imagined that one day he would be threatened by an old

of his own grandfather, he had never felt so

in a card game. He was

determined everything. But in reality, it

would be suppressed by power and force in New

so he could only suppress his desire to flip

were broken and she was sent. to the hospital. After you finished your conversation with me in the afternoon, she disappeared in the

but he didn’t answer Draven’s question