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?”

tone was full

turn around when he heard this. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to tell the

gave me some and asked me to distribute them to my colleagues in the office. I was in a hurry on the Internet just

looked at him for a

Mr. Trevino was thinking, so he stood there and didn’t dare

a while, Draven lowered his head and

this, Jason felt a little relieved. He turned

“Jason.”

on the sofa

give it to colleagues in

forgot about you, Mr. West.

pastries. When he saw that Ryan was still smiling, he put down one

enough, so he could only put down

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

replied and fled in

was designed in an antique style. It didn’t look like takeaway box, but more like a gift specially

not hesitate to open

out his phone, took a picture, and

these pastries. They look like real fruits. I don’t even dare to eat

piece of pastry and stuffed it

did he eat it, but he

the office table couldn’t stand

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 obviously

smile, “I’m not relying on

at him

not continue to act

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

glanced at the four boxes of pastries on the table and recalled the taste he had tasted in the old house that

couldn’t remember

seconds before it was quickly dispelled

defending Cierra, but I hope you understand that

Cierra had said to Ms. Trevino that morning. His brows furrowed and a fire burned in

his abnormality and made

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

serious, and it could even be said