Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 448 Safety

"You?"

Ryan couldn't stand it at all. Even if it was the Barton family who was humiliated, he couldn't help stepping forward aggressively.

But before he could finish his words, he was stopped by Jaquan.

Jaquan grabbed his wrist, shook his head at him, and reminded him with his eyes.

Ryan was impulsive, but he was not a fool. After realizing it, he could only grit his teeth and swallow his anger. He turned around and glared fiercely at the old man.

Old Mr. Trevino didn't mind. To him, they were all children who couldn't turn the tables. There was no need to argue with them.

What's more, it was really interesting to see their helpless looks even though they disliked him.

After all, they were all young people. They really couldn't keep calm.

"Everyone, if there's anything else, you can wait until Mr. Trevino finishes his dinner, or come to visit tomorrow. If there's nothing else, please be my guests. I'm afraid we can't entertain you tonight because we didn't cook much."

After a moment of confrontation, Ben asked them to leave on behalf of old Mr. Trevino.

Naturally, he was talking to the Barton families and Ryan. No matter what, Draven was still a member of the Trevino family.

Ben added, "Mr. Draven, if you want to stay for dinner, I'll ask someone to bring you. tableware."

He asked politely, but actually, he was forcing Draven to make a choice.

After a moment of silence, Draven pulled out a chair but did not sit down immediately. Instead, he turned around and instructed his friends behind him. His meaning was very obvious.

No matter if it was forced or voluntary, this decision had to be made.

The dining table was not a good place to talk business, but it had to be said that most of the important things were discussed at the dining place.

Ryan looked at him helplessly. He opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

Jaquan also withdrew his gaze. After saying goodbye, he intended to leave.

When he turned around, he saw that William didn't move and reached out to pull him. "William, go back."

Like Ryan, William also had a bad temper.

Before leaving, William stopped at the door and glanced back at old Mr. Trevino, who was sitting at the main seat of the dining table.

"Mr. Trevino's words make sense. Many rules in this world are made for the weak to protect them. But since the rules exist, it has its reason. I have to remind you that ordinary people are the majority in this world. You don't have many years left to live. Don't be so arrogant to shorten your life."

After that, William left without turning back.

At the dining table, old Mr. Trevino was so angry that his face, which had been full of smiles, suddenly darkened.

The older he was, the more he valued life and death.

Especially those who were in high positions and looked down on all living things with condescending attitudes, they were afraid that they would die of old age, and didn't have time to enjoy what they got through their schemes.

But now, a young junior was pointing at his nose and scolding him, cursing that he wouldn't live for much longer, so he was naturally furious.

"You only know how to talk big!"

When they left, old Mr. Trevino finally cursed out angrily.

At the dining table, Draven was a little surprised and glanced sideways at him.

It seemed that sometimes humans really couldn't listen to the truth.

The old man has one foot in the grave, but he's still so concerned about such a curse.

"It makes sense. People who enjoy themselves in the world are naturally reluctant to die," Draven thought ironically.

He didn't take the initiative to talk about taking over the Trevino Group, ate slowly, and didn't say anything else..

After a long while, when Ben calmed old Mr. Trevino down, the old man in the main seat turned to look at Draven. "Kid, have you determined since you chose to stay?"

"If I say I don't want to take over, will you still help me replace Cierra, Granpa?"

Draven raised his eyes to look at him.

Old Mr. Trevino snorted and finally stopped pretending to be an amiable old man.

"You're willing to bow your head and call me grandpa for a woman."

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However, Drayen didn't care about his sarcasm. He smiled and said, "But, Grandpa, didn't you plan to use Cierra to force me to agree? Regardless of whether it's because of her or not, you've achieved your goal, haven't you?"

Old Mr. Trevino sneered.

That was indeed his idea, but he didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

There were many people in the Trevino family who were troubled by love.

Draven and Patrick's father died for a woman.

He didn't want the Navarro family's eldest daughter, but he wanted a orphan who couldn't help him at all. In the end, he even lost his life for her. Draven was like his father and did something impulsive for a woman's sake.

Just as Draven had said, as long as he achieved his goal, he didn't care about the process.

Draven was still young. When he

officially took over the company in Washington D.C. and saw more people and wealth, he would

naturally know that there were many women in the world.

When Draven looked back, he would know how stupid he was now.

Old Mr. Trevino didn't mind enduring the stupidity of the young man, so he was willing to have a good talk with Draven.

"Sit down first. Let's talk about it after dinner. As for that little girl, don't worry. She won't die."

"Where is she?"

Draven raised his eyes and glared at him.

Old Mr. Trevino raised his eyes and said helplessly, "Why are you in such a hurry? Is it so difficult for a young man to keep calm?"

Seeing the indifference on the old man's face, Draven was furious.

It was a matter of life and death, but he was indifferent.

Cierra had been seriously injured and had not woken up in the hospital. Now that she had disappeared from the hospital, how could he keep calm?

Old Mr. Trevino seemed to have

read his mind and said unhurriedly,

"Don't worry. Although I don't know where that girl is, her life is definitely not in danger. You don't have to be so nervous."

Draven's eyes were fixed on him, and his face was full of distrust.

He could only doubt the old fox's words.

Old Mr. Trevino did not expect Draven to believe it. He was not the passive party. On the contrary, these children still needed to rely on him now.

He could do whatever he wanted.

He pushed the fish forward and said, "Come on, have a taste of this fish. I cooked it. myself."

Draven didn't even touch his fork.

Old Mr. Trevino didn't care and said, "Come to the study after dinner. I'll briefly explain some of the company's business to you. After that..."

I agree to your request. But this is just a transaction between you and me."

Before the old man could finish his words, he was interrupted by Draven's cold voice.

I agree to take over the Trevino Group and work for you for free on the condition that I' want Cierra to come back safely.