Divorced but Delighted By Millie Huffman

Chapter 446

Chapter 446 Old Man!

At six o’clock in the evening.

It was the time for dinner, the kitchen in the old mansion of the Trevino family was

busy.

Old Mr. Trevino wanted to have a taste of seafood. The chefs were preparing meals in

full swing

When Draven arrived with his men, the smell of food slowly wafted out of the kitchen.

Having lived in Washington D.C. for a long time and missing his past lives in New York, old Mr. Trevino even cooked personally.

His face was full of smiles when he smelled the delicious aroma of the food.

Just as he was about to bring the food out of the kitchen, he heard Ben’s voice at the door. “Mr. Trevino, Mr. Draven is back.”

Old Mr. Trevino didn’t answer. He carried the steaming food to the dining room.

“Get out of the way! The newly steamed fish is hot. Be careful not to get it on your

body.”

He made this steamed fish himself, so naturally he served it himself.

Old Mr. Trevino was in a good mood. After putting down the dishes, he picked up his fork, tasted it, and nodded in praise.

“Well, the fish in New York are fresh. We don’t often eat them in Washington D.C. When we have fewer things to do there in the future, you can come back with me if you are interested, Ben.”

Just as Ben was about to remind him of Draven, he was interrupted by someone outside

the dining room.

Draven barged in aggressively, with his darkened face.

However, old Mr. Trevino pretended not to know anything.

He was still tasting his cooking and even generously recommended it to Draven. “You’re back? You haven’t had dinner yet, have you? Sit down and eat with me. I cooked

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face, Draven stared at him as if he was trying to find

at pretending that Draven couldn’t see through it at

said in a much more polite tone than in the

Draven. We can talk

was eating the fish. When he heard this, he nodded in agreement. “Ben

eat first. There’s nothing

out the fishbones and put the piece of fish into Draven’s bowl like an

old man. “Come on, sit down. Ben has pulled out a

think

dinner. What do you

he was

Aren’t you tired of pretending for

him. His face, which had already been burned

“Where is she?”

his patience and questioned

in the main seat, restrained his smile a little. He did.

down his fork and continued

he raised his hand slightly, Ben, who was standing

between Draven and

looked up at Draven threateningly and said, “If Mr. Draven is not here

don’t disturb Mr. Trevino’s meal.

If you have any requests or need help from

just tell us.”

forehead bulged. If it weren’t for

table over.

that it was useless for him to start a fight, so he could only endure it.

of powerlessness

by

of his own grandfather, he had never felt

encountered a player with a higher level in a card game. He

it was level that determined everything. But in reality, it was power

force.

had never imagined that one day he would be suppressed

in New York.

to Cierra, so he could only suppress his desire to

restrain his

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