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.

and even generously recommended it to Draven. “You’re back? You haven’t had dinner yet, have you? Sit down

face, Draven stared at him as if he was trying to find something on

so good at pretending that Draven couldn’t

tone than in the afternoon, “Please take a seat, Mr. Draven. We can talk over

When he heard this, he nodded in agreement.

fishbones and put the piece of fish into Draven’s 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

soon as he finished, he was interrupted by Draven’s stern voice.

Aren’t you tired of pretending

he glared at him. His face, which had already been burned by the fire, suddenly

“Where is she?”

lost his patience and questioned him with a cold face.

who was sitting in the main seat, restrained his smile a little. He did.

Ben, who was standing behind him, took

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

for Ben, he would have flipped the table

knew that it was useless for him to start a fight,

powerlessness arose spontaneously.

imagined that one day he would be threatened by

grandfather, he had never felt so

that he encountered a player with a higher level in a card game. He was suppressed during the battle and had no strength to

it was level that determined everything. But in reality, it

that one day he would be suppressed by power and

was related to Cierra, so he could only suppress his desire to flip the

Barton family, Cierra Barton, was kidnapped by Patrick you raised a few days ago. Three days ago, her ribs were broken and she was sent. to the hospital. After you finished your conversation with me in the afternoon, she disappeared in the

him, but he didn’t answer Draven’s question in time.