Chapter 420
Divorced but Delighted
âPatrick, I donât think the feud between the Trevino family has anything to do with Cierra. You can come to me if you need anything. Thereâs no need to make things. difficult for an innocent person.â
Dravenâs expression changed drastically when the blade was pressed against Cierraâs. neck. Without thinking, he took a step forward and tried to stop him.
He looked straight at the dagger worriedly. âWhat do you want? If you have any requests, please tell me. Let Cierra go!â
âItâs touching.â
Patrick lowered his head slightly, his thin lips almost touching Cierraâs ear.
âMr. Trevino is willing to do anything for you. Do you like it, Miss Barton?â
The coldness on Cierraâs neck slowly calmed her, especially the sharp pain that made her tense up.
She knew that this lunaticâs words could not be trusted at all.
He said he would protect her life, but now he was the first to point a knife at her.
Protected the ass!
Cierra cursed in her heart and struggled a little in Patrickâs arms. âDo you have to involve me in the affairs between you two brothers?â
âThatâs right.â
The knife in Patrickâs hand moved, warning Cierra not to move.
His evil voice was still the same, and he looked at the three people opposite him with a sneer. âLook, youâre so useful. Even if youâve divorced my good brother, didnât he still go up the mountain for you?â
Miss Barton, do you think this man is cheap? When you liked him and loved him wholeheartedly, he fell in love with another woman because of a piece of cake and even kicked you out of the house for that woman. Now that you ignore him, he comes up to you eagerly. Doesnât he look like a dog?â
His voice was not loud but quiet enough for them to hear him.
Besides Cierra, who was held tightly in his arms, there was also a clear image of Draven, who had taken a step forward.
The latter looked calm and showed no timidity because of what Patrick said.
âI indeed owe Cierra a lot because of some misunderstandings in the past, so I the put good things I should have given her on someone else. But itâs not that I didnât admit my mistake. At the same time, I tried my best to make up for it, and I was even willing to give up my life for it.
âBut what about you, my brother? You kidnapped an innocent person and lured me here. Donât you think youâre more pitiful?â
âIâm pitiful?â
Patrick seemed to have heard something funny.
He said indifferently, âIsnât that the case? No matter what the reason is, the fact is that you didnât have the confidence to admit that you had done something terrible.
âBut you had to use such a despicable method.
âBesides proving that you are a mouse hidden in the sewer and canât see the sun, what else do you have? Arenât you pitiful enough?â
Every word was like a sharp blade stabbing into Patrickâs heart.
If Patrick were average, he would have been irritated by Dravenâs words.
However, he was a lunatic.
He laughed, then tilted his neck. âDraven, youâre fearless. Arenât you afraid youâll anger me and hurt the girl you protect?â
He raised the dagger and stuck it to Cierraâs face in the cold light.
It was as if he would cut Cierraâs face with a knife.
Dravenâs eyes darkened.
The faces of William behind him changed drastically, and he immediately took a step forward anxiously. âHow dare you touch my sister!â
Not only did he get angry at Patrick, but Draven. He was furious.
âWhat nonsense are you spouting here? If something happens to my sister, will you take responsibility? Is this what you meant by risking your life to protect her? Do you know that you almost killed her just now?â
Draven pursed his thin lips. Although he was being questioned, he did not refute it. Instead, he fixed his gaze on Patrick.
William decided not to count on Draven and took the initiative to step forward.
He tried his best to control his emotions and tried to speak in a calm tone.
âYou should also be Mr. Trevino, right? I donât know your grievances with Draven, but Cierra is kind. Please think about it and focus on yourself.
Please donât get her into trouble.
âAs for the kidnapping of my sister, if you let her come here safely now, we will never pursue it, including what happened in the past. In addition, we will never participate in or favor any of the negotiations between you and Draven today. What do you think?â
Patrick glanced at William casually and said, âWhat if I donât want to let Miss Barton go?â
As soon as he finished speaking, Williamâs face suddenly turned indifferent.
âIâve spent so much effort to invite Miss Barton here. How can I give her back to you so easily? Mr. Barton, from my point of view, is that true?â
William had been in the entertainment circle for many years. He had seen many wily old foxes in the business circle. It was the first time that he had met such a person.
He immediately lost his temper. âIf anything happens to my sister, do you think you can leave this mountain safe and sound?â
He nodded in agreement. âMr. Barton, you deserve it.â
âYour words are full of confidence. But do you think those people you brought can eliminate me?â
He held Cierra as a hostage with a harmless smile, like a demon in an angelâs jacket.
Even the words he spat out fear them.
âMr. Barton, why donât you make a phone call and see how many of your brothers are left?â
The meaning behind his words was self-explanatory.
Although William stood still, he felt a little uneasy.
The first person he contacted was Ryan. After hearing what Patrick said, he secretly took out his mobile phone.
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Then, Bruno noticed that something was wrong with Ryan. He also took out his mobile phone with a gloomy face, glanced at it, and his face darkened.
She knew what had happened by looking at Draven and Dravenâs appearances.
There was no doubt that Patrick was right.
All the people they brought with them had been killed.
âWhat exactly do you want?!â
Knowing the answer, he had no choice but to calm himself down.
Draven looked at Patrick and said, âIf you have any requests, I hope you wonât waste any more time.â
He tried his best to restrain his emotion. If it werenât for his clenched fists, no one would be able to tell that he was in a bad mood.
Patrick sighed softly. âOh, I thought this game would be interesting. I didnât expect it to be so boring.â
âWell, I wonât make things difficult for you. As for Miss Barton, I donât want to do anything to her, but my dear brother, since youâve said so, I have to give you some advice.â
âHow do you think about this? You kneel and kowtow to me, and then you as my hostage to exchange for Miss Barton. What do you think about it?â