Chapter 86
Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 86 Someone Tried to Kidnap Her and Guess Who Did That?
As soon as she finished speaking, Williamâs face darkened, and his sharp brows furrowed tightly.
But before the two people next to him could look over, he had returned to his casual look.
âItâs fine as long as she doesnât affect her work. I havenât recalled the cost I spent on her yet.â
Cierra Boyle followed behind William Barton, changed the topic and didnât mention Lydia Navarro anymore.
âWilliam, do you want to go with us tonight? The Boyle family suddenly changed their mind and turned their family banquet into a group of peopleâs dinner party. They didnât invite you?â
It was said from Lydia Navarro that the Boyle family had invited almost the entire upper class of New York, and even some families they usually looked down on had been invited. Some low-key wealthy families had also received invitations.
Of course, it was up to whether they were invited party or not.
Although William Barton was not in the name of the Barton family, XR Entertainment was still a big company. Now he had some influence in New York, especially in the entertainment industry.
As expected, the Boyle family should have sent the invitation card.
William Barton snorted and did not deny it. âDo you think they are qualified to let me attend the Boyle familyâs dinner party?â
His tone was full of sarcasm. When it came to the Boyle family, William Barton was so arrogant.
âSo youâre saying that youâre not going?â
Cierra Boyle followed behind him, his eyes full of ridicule.
âMs. Navarro, are you not going? What if any young masters really like Ms. Navarro...â
âWhat does that have to do with me?â
Before Cierra Boyle could finish his words, he was interrupted by William Barton.
He stopped, turned around, and retorted, âLydia Navarro is just an artist of my company. Cici Barton, donât think at random, okay?â
Her footsteps came to a sudden halt and she was caught off guard. Cierra Boyle bumped into William Bartonâs chest, causing her nose to ache.
She covered her nose and nodded heavily. Her eyes were naturally red, and she looked aggrieved and pitiful.
âAre you all right?â
Coby Barton, who was standing behind him, frowned and asked worriedly.
William Barton frowned and looked at her.
Cierra Boyle raised his head and waved his hand. His nasal voice was heavy as he said, âItâs okay, itâll be fine later.â
William Barton snorted coldly. âIt serves you right.â
Cierra Boyle glared at him. âHow dare you say that about me? Thank goodness my nose is real. If I did it like those artists in your industry, you know you would have to pay for it.â
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence, and then the three of them burst into low laughter and finally changed the topic.
In contrast, the atmosphere in the presidentâs office of the Trevino Group was not so good.
Early in the morning, all kinds of tasks were assigned to Draven Trevino, making it hard for him to breathe.
Only Ryan West slowly walked into the office with a cup of coffee in his hand.
It was only then that she felt a little more relaxed.
âHey, who provoked Mr. Trevino early in the morning?â
Not only did Ryan West bring coffee, but he also brought breakfast and placed it on the coffee table in the reception room of Draven Trevinoâs office.
âLet me guess. Did my lovely Cici p*ss off your ex-husband when she woke up early in the morning? Or did Mr. Morgan fail to satisfy her in some way last night? Why is it so early...â
âRyan West.â
Before Ryan West could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Draven Trevino.
wwwwwww However, the person who was wrapped in anger didnât feel anything and was still fiddling with his breakfast slowly.
When she heard Draven Trevino call her name, she scratched her ears indifferently.
âYes, I can hear it with both ears. Mr. Trevino, you donât have to shout so loudly.â
âCanât you just speak normally?â Draven Trevino couldnât stand it anymore.
âTsk, tsk. Come on, whatâs wrong with me?â
Ryan West couldnât help rolling his eyes at him.
Draven Trevino squinted at him and said, âYouâre eating abnormally.â
No ordinary person would eat coffee with fried dough sticks like this.
âWhat do you know? This is a combination of Orient and Western elements.â
Ryan West snorted and retorted.
He finally placed all the food on the coffee table, then slowly picked up the coffee, took a sip, and slowly took a bite of the fried dough stick.
The fried dough stick, which had just come out of the pot, was still crisp and made a clicking sound in the office. The smell of oil was mixed with the fragrance in the office, and the smell was indescribably strange.
Draven Trevino couldnât stand it anymore. He put down the pen and closed the lid. He looked at Ryan West with his dark eyes and asked, âCan you go to the break room and eat before you come back?â
Ryan Westâs words were unclear. âIâm busy.â
As he ate, his eyes were still fixed on the computer. He tapped on the keyboard with his free hand from time to time without looking at him.
It was obvious that he was still holding a grudge against Draven Trevino for setting him up yesterday.
Draven Trevino pursed his lips, remained silent for a moment, and said slowly, âIf youâre still angry about what happened yesterday, I apologize to you. But when you go back, you should know that Bruno West didnât take advantage of you. What belongs to you still belongs to you.â
âHow dare he take advantage of me? Get lost!â
Ryan West raised his eyes, glanced at Draven Trevino, and snorted.
He was not angry because of Bruno West at all.
What he was angry about was that Draven Trevino had used Bruno West to disgust him.
But the disdain on Ryan Westâs face only lasted for a few seconds, then he suddenly sat up straight on the sofa, looking serious.
âIsaid.â
âDraven, you donât f**king have multiple personalities, do you?â
As soon as he finished speaking, the office fell silent.
The man at the table was also silent. He held the pen and did not move for a long time.
After a long time, he lowered his voice and looked up. âWhat did you say?â
He did have a m*ntal illness. He had been seeing a psychologist since Ernest Trevino passed away.
But he didnât tell anyone about it.
Including his mother, Sue Skinner, and also Ryan West.
Except for his personal doctor and himself, no one knew that he had a m*ntal illness.
But he was clear about his condition. He had also checked the medical records. In addition to claustrophobia, there were some other symptoms that had little impact on his life.
He couldnât have multiple personalities.
Divorced but Delighted ï¤Chapter 85 Triplets Attack: Game Over Daddy ï¤Chapter 1138 When His Eyes Opened novel by Simple Silence ï¤Chapter 3189 Ryan West didnât notice anything wrong from Draven Trevino. His eyes were fixed on the computer in front of him.
After pausing the video on the computer, he handed it directly to Draven Trevino and said, âTake a look for yourself. Does this person look like you?â
Draven Trevinoâs face was full of impatience, especially when Ryan West approached him.
But when he saw the picture on the computer clearly, he suddenly froze.
The surveillance video was paused, and the time and place was very clear.
He had been to Ninth Club yesterday.
In the video, there was a man in a suit hiding in the crowd. Although half of his face was hidden in the light and shadow, the other half of his face and figure could be seen clearly. It was none other than Draven Trevino!
âWhen Cici was drinking last night, we noticed that someone was secretly watching her. In addition, she said something after she got drunk last night, so I investigated it overnight. I didnât find anything abroad, but I found that on the day she returned to the country, someone was trying to follow her at the airport. Guess who was behind it?â
Ryan West clicked on the mouse, found another document, and looked at Draven Trevino.