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 of

this. After hesitating for a moment, he

by Ms. Boyle. Didn’t you ask me to sign a 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

looked at him

was thinking, so

a while, Draven lowered his head and

felt a little relieved. He turned around with the things in his

“Jason.”

the sofa stopped

narrowed his eyes and smiled. “Cici told you to give it to colleagues

forgot about you, Mr. West. I deserve

of pastries. When he saw that Ryan was

he could

can go out and have a taste with your colleagues outside.

and fled

in an antique style. It

not hesitate to open all four

out his phone, took a

They look like real fruits. I

a piece of pastry and stuffed

did he eat it, but he also made a delicious and

man at the office table

you don’t want to stay here, go back to the West family in Chicago. Ryan, don’t do whatever you want

tone was obviously

with a mean smile, “I’m not relying on my mother’s relationship. I’m

looked at him

not continue to act like

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

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

very familiar, but he couldn’t remember where he had

seconds before it

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

what Cierra had said to Ms. Trevino that morning. His

didn’t notice his abnormality and made a

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

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