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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myself. Have

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

he was so good at pretending that

in a

take a seat, Mr. Draven. We

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

right. Let’s eat first. There’s nothing

the fishbones and put the piece of fish into

has pulled

think you’ve thought it through since you’ve come here. Im very pleased. I’ll

after dinner. What do you think?”

as he finished, he was interrupted by

Aren’t you tired of pretending for so long?”

with coldness as he glared at him. His face, which had

“Where is she?”

patience and questioned him with a

was sitting in the main seat, restrained his smile a

put down his fork and continued to eat his

he raised his hand slightly,

step forward and stood between Draven and

looked up at Draven threateningly and said, “If Mr.

Please don’t disturb Mr. Trevino’s meal. In

any requests

just tell us.”

Draven’s forehead bulged. If it weren’t

table over.

power in the afternoon, Draven knew that it was useless

of powerlessness arose

be threatened by an old man

pressure of his own grandfather, he had never felt so

a higher level in a card game. He was suppressed during the battle and

it was level that determined everything. But in

force.

never imagined that one day he would be suppressed by power

in New York.

could only suppress his desire to flip the table.

and restrain

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