Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Divorced but Delighted Chapter 130

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?”

was full

After hesitating

some and asked me to distribute them to my colleagues in the office. I was in a

looked at him for

thinking, so he stood there

a while, Draven lowered his head and said, “You can

relieved. He

“Jason.”

on the

and smiled. “Cici told you to give it to colleagues in the office. Am I not a

I forgot about you, Mr. West.

saw

was not enough, so he could only put

then did Ryan feel satisfied. “You can go out and have a taste with your colleagues outside. You must

fled in a

designed in an antique style. It didn’t look like

not hesitate to open

phone, took a picture, and sent it to

so ingenious. Look at these pastries. They look like

spoke, he picked up a piece of pastry

it, but he also made a delicious

at the office table couldn’t stand

West family in Chicago.

was obviously

and said with a mean smile, “I’m not relying

at him

not continue

his palm and took a step back. “I won’t eat it, okay? If you have anything else,

of pastries on the table and recalled the taste he had tasted in the old

he couldn’t remember where he

a few seconds

I know you’re defending Cierra, but I hope you understand that I’m the one who wants to get married,

said to Ms. Trevino that morning. His brows

notice his abnormality

from the Boyle family? You were blind in the past, and

rare for Ryan’s tone to be so serious, and it could even