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

this. After hesitating for a moment, he decided

me to sign a contract with her this morning? She gave me some and asked me to distribute them

looked at him

Mr. Trevino was thinking, so he stood there and

head and

relieved. He turned

“Jason.”

on the sofa stopped

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

about you, Mr.

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

fled

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

hesitate to open all four

also took out his phone, took a picture,

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

piece of pastry and stuffed

he

the office table couldn’t stand

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

tone was obviously

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

looked at him

not continue to act like

took a step back. “I won’t eat

the table and recalled the taste he had tasted in the old

familiar, but he couldn’t

few seconds before it

away and said in a calm tone, “Ryan, I know you’re defending Cierra, but I hope you understand that I’m the one who wants to get married, not you. So it doesn’t mean I have to like someone

what Cierra had said to Ms. Trevino

abnormality and

that girl from the Boyle family? You

so serious, and it could even be said