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

was about to turn around when he heard this. After hesitating for a moment, he decided

contract with her this morning? She gave me some and asked me to distribute them to my colleagues in the office. I was in a hurry on the Internet just now, so I

at him for

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

head and said,

Jason felt a little relieved. He turned around with the

“Jason.”

the sofa stopped

and smiled. “Cici told you to give it

Mr.

When he saw that Ryan

could only put down two

out and have a taste with

fled in

were four boxes of pastries on the table. 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 specially brought

not hesitate to open

out his phone, took a picture, and sent

ingenious. Look at these pastries. They look like real fruits. I don’t even dare to

picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it

he also made a delicious and satisfied

office table couldn’t stand

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

tone was obviously

mean smile, “I’m not relying on my

at him

continue to

the pastry in his palm and took a step back. “I

and recalled

couldn’t remember

only lingered for a few seconds before it was quickly dispelled

in a calm tone, “Ryan, I know you’re defending Cierra, but I hope you understand that I’m the one who wants

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

abnormality and

don’t want 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. Do you still want

to be so serious, and it could even be said that he