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 for a moment, he decided to tell

She gave me some and asked me

him for

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

his head and

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

“Jason.”

on the sofa

told you to give it to

you, Mr.

he saw that Ryan was still smiling, he put down one

enough, so he could only

have a taste with your colleagues outside. You must be tired

and fled in

table. The packaging box of L’Opera Restaurant was designed in an antique style. It didn’t look like takeaway

did not hesitate to open all

out his phone, took a picture, and sent it to Cierra while

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

spoke, he picked up a piece of pastry and stuffed it into

but he also made a delicious

office table couldn’t

said impatiently, “If you don’t want to stay here, go back to the West family in Chicago. Ryan, don’t

tone was obviously

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

at him

not continue to act like

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

table and recalled the

couldn’t remember where he had

thought only lingered for a few seconds before it was quickly dispelled

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,

suddenly remembered what Cierra had said to Ms. Trevino

his abnormality and

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

for Ryan’s tone to be so serious, and it could even be