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

this. After hesitating

She gave me some and asked me to distribute them to my colleagues in the office.

at him

figure out what Mr. Trevino was thinking, so he stood

his head and said,

felt a little relieved. He turned around

“Jason.”

on the

and smiled. “Cici told you to give it to

about you, Mr. West. I deserve to be

put down a box of pastries. When he saw that Ryan was still

so he could only put down two more

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

replied and fled in a

Restaurant was designed in

to open all four

took out his phone, took a picture, and sent

these pastries. They look like real

a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his

it, but he

office table couldn’t stand it

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

tone was

Ryan still bit the pastry and said with a mean smile, “I’m not relying on my mother’s relationship. I’m

at him

continue to act

patted the pastry in his palm and took a step back. “I won’t eat it, okay? If you

boxes of pastries on the table and recalled

he couldn’t remember

only lingered for a few seconds

tone, “Ryan, I know you’re defending Cierra, but I hope you understand that I’m

to Ms. Trevino that morning. His brows furrowed and a fire

notice his abnormality

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

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