Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 192

Chapter 192 A Unfitting Wedding Dress

Aleah didn't stay idle either. After putting aside the things on the Internet, she called Draven to talk about the wedding dress and ring.

After the meeting, a senior executive of the company told Draven about it.

His words were very euphemistic. Although the Trevino Group was built by Ernest Trevino, it was not completely a personal company today. There were still so many shareholders and employees in the company. It was a private matter to marry a wife, but it was better not to implicate the company

all the time.

When Draven heard this, he didn't know what to say. He was thinking that since Cierra worked in L'Opera Restaurant all day long, what could she do to implicate the company?

Just as he was about to ask, he received a call from Aleah. Only then did he realize that he had divorced Cierra a long time ago. Furthermore, the date of his and Aleah's wedding had already been set. Naturally, the person on the other end of the line was not Cierra.

The senior executive also noticed the note on Draven's phone. He nodded at him with a smile and went straight away. The meaning in his eyes was obvious he wanted him to keep an eye on Aleah. Draven was not in a hurry to answer the phone and let it hang up automatically. He went back to his office and clicked on the trending topic on his iPad.

The first trending topic was the entry about his wedding with Aleah..

For some reason, he felt a little annoyed when he saw his name appear with Aleah.

However, he didn't have time to think about it. His gaze was quickly attracted by the name, Cierra, below, and he couldn't help but click into the word.

The top post was the photo that Coby had posted. His brilliant smile made Draven feel annoyed.

Especially the one behind them who had made a face. He was extremely ugly.

There were actually people who felt that Cierra and William looked a bit similar. They were husband and wife, a perfect match?

Why couldn't he tell which part of them was a perfect match?

Draven was so angry that his eyes turned red. When his phone on the table rang again, he hung up without thinking. He took out his personal account that he had registered to contact Sylvia and gave it a hard stamp.

He even wanted to use this personal account to comment, "Where is a good match?", but when his eyes swept over the photo, he suddenly stopped.

He clicked on it and zoomed in on the photo.

In her line of sight, the marks left by the sharp blade were even more obvious on her fair skin, making her eyes hurt.

It took Draven a few minutes to figure out the source of the scar on Cierra's neck, and his black eyes were filled with hostility.

Was this what she wanted to draw a clear line between them? She hadn't seen the man beside her

protect her!

Just as Draven was about to search Cierra's account to question her, Aleah called him again.

He glanced at it and answered the phone, suppressing his emotions.

The voice on the other end of the line was delicate. She asked tentatively, "Draven, you?"

"Why did you take so long to answer the phone? Are you busy?"

Draven's eyes were still fixed on the photo, and he frowned at the scar.

He didn't dare to imagine that if the strength of the knife was a little heavier....

Once again, his frustration surged, and even his impatience toward Aleah was shown on the phone. "What's the matter?"

However, Aleah didn't notice it. She thought that Draven was as indifferent as usual, so she went straight to the point. "Draven, the wedding dress and ring that Jason sent me are a little small. Can you ask him to pick them up in the afternoon?"

She had sent a message to Jason, but for some reason, ever since she had mentioned the house in Aqua Apartment to him last time, the assistant had been extremely perfunctory to her.

In the end, she decided to call Draven directly.

After all, a wedding dress and a ring were not trivial. Moreover, she felt that there were not big enough diamonds in this ring. She could ask someone to change it to a bigger one. It would be better to have a ring of broken diamonds!

"I'll talk to Jason later," Draven said flatly.

After getting the confirmed news, Aleah was also happy. "Draven, I won't disturb you anymore. I'll hang up first."

It was rare for Draven to stop her. "Is there anything else?"

His voice could be felt through the electronic processing.

Aleah was stunned for a moment. Then, she came up with another meaning in his words and said,

"There's one more thing...'

She remembered what Vanessa had taught her. Men loved poor women dearly, so she immediately suppressed her voice and choked with s*bs. "I saw Cierra Boyle being threatened by someone with a knife today. The gangster said that she was my fan. I don't know if Cierra Boyle was all right. I sent her a message to apologize, but she ignored me. But I really don't know about this. I don't even have an account now, and I don't even know how to restrain these fans..."

Draven was silent for a moment.

After a while, he asked coldly, "Does it really have nothing to do with you?"

Aleah was surprised and stunned.

As far as she could remember, every time she felt wronged, Draven would say that he was fine and would not pursue the matter further.

But this time, he asked if it had anything to do with her.

Even if it really had nothing to do with her this time, Aleah still gritted her teeth in pain.

"Draven, don't you believe me? I've been either in the hospital for a check-up or at home preparing for our wedding. I don't have time to encourage my fans. Besides, I've already retired from the entertainment industry. Why should I replace them do this thing for me?"

Draven remained silent.

Aleah was a little anxious. After all, the Trevino family had only agreed to let them hold the wedding ceremony. It would take two years for them to get the marriage certificate.

If she annoyed Dravenm, who knew who would be Mrs. Trevino?

What's more, they didn't even have a wedding now.

She hurriedly said, "Draven, don't you believe me? But this matter really has nothing to do with me. I can swear! If it has anything to do with me, curse me...'

"There's no need for that. I trust you."

Draven interrupted her.

He turned off the iPad and tried his best to get rid of the photo from his mind. Suppressing his emotions, he said to Aleah, "I'll get someone to settle the wedding dress and ring as soon as possible. You don't have to worry about anything else and don't buy the trending topic of our marriage on the Internet. It's unnecessary. As for your fans, they will suffer for what they have done, but I also hope that such a thing will never happen again."

Even though Aleah had retired from the entertainment industry, the studio must have connections with her fans.

As long as she wanted to, she could naturally restrict her fans from doing anything illegal.

Even if the person who was injured today was not Cierra, he had to remind Aleah, just like how the company's higher-ups reminded him.

Aleah agreed obediently. "I see. I'll deal with it."

"Okay." Draven hung up the phone.

Just then, the office door was pushed open, and Ryan came in.

As usual, he was holding food and drinks in his old place.

It was rare that he didn't greet Draven when he came in. Instead, he collapsed on the sofa.

To be exact, Ryan had been ignoring him ever since he announced the wedding date with Alea.

Except for the company's business, he rarely took the initiative to speak.

Although Draven was not used to it, he was too lazy to say anything.

But today...

He knocked on the table and looked up at Ryan. "L'Opera Restaurant, do you want to go?"