Divorced but Delighted
Chapter 63

Chapter 63 She'd Like to See Draven's Reaction When He Finds Out Her Identity

In fact, Draven just wanted to give it a try. He didn't think that Sylvia would reply to him.

That was why he was a bit stunned when he received this reply. He felt that this was a bit inconceivable. Only now did he feel a bit of pleasant surprise.

He quickly set the time and chose two places to let Sylvia choose.

"How about setting the time for this Sunday? As for the location, if you like exotic Chinese food, how about L'Opera Restaurant? If you are used to Western food, how about meeting at Abimael at GW Square?" L'Opera Restaurant was one of the major specialties of New York, while Abimael was an authentic French restaurant in City J. The charge of these two restaurants was not low. More importantly, the taste and environment were top-notch, which showed the sincerity of Draven.

In next to no time, he received a reply.

"Let's have Western food."

It was a brief reply without any politeness. One could feel Sylvia's arrogance through the screen. She was like Cierra who had blacklisted him.

For some reason, he thought of Cierra. Frowning, he dismissed her face from his mind with mixed feelings.

As for this designer, whom he had never seen before, he had equally mixed feelings.

When he was attacked from both sides three years ago, he was very grateful for the help of Entrustment Design Studio. They had helped him gain a firm foothold in the Trevino Group.

Now, for some reason, Entrustment Design Studio was unwilling to extend the contract, as if he had offended her without even knowing it. She was even willing to sign contracts with the Barton. family, which made him even more confused and angry.

It was as if the item that should have belonged to him had suddenly become someone else's. In fact, that person had even treated that item as a treasure. It was as if he had lost it due to his blindness. However, he was not in the mood to think about those things at the moment. The reply from Sylvia made him feel the joy of regaining what he had lost, even if she just agreed to meet him rather than promise that she would renew the contract.

But it was better to see the dawn than to see the darkness.

He was in a good mood. All the employees in the president's office breathed a sigh of relief.

In the past few days, he had been gloomy because of the fact that Cierra had blacklisted him. With the farce that Aleah had created, he had never been happy.

Seeing him in a better mood finally, the staff was not nervous anymore.

When Jason learned that it was because of Sylvia, he had an urge to worship her.

While Draven was in a good mood, so was Cierra,

She seriously imagined the scene when the bas ta rd saw her this Sunday and couldn't help laughing. She could imagine his reaction.

Anyway, the contract between Entrustment Design Studio and her brothers had been confirmed. There was a new term that no new cooperation partners would be added. Even if Draven wanted to join them, she couldn't do so. There was no need to avoid him.

Moreover, she didn't want to pretend anymore. She wanted to see this ungrateful man's reaction when he saw her.

Soon, it was the weekend.

Cierra slowly arrived at Ambriel at the appointed time and saw Draven in a suit and tie at the door.

The restaurant was mostly booked. There were no other guests inside except for Draven, who was sitting by the window. Some guests who wanted to go in for dinner were apologetically asked to leave by the waiter standing at the door.

She walked inside in her high heels. The people at the door stopped her and asked about her

identity.

Cierra took off her sunglasses and raised her chin slightly to point at Draven, who was sitting opposite her, saying, "The gentleman inside invited me here. You can ask him."

"I'm sorry, wait for a moment."

To be sure, the waiter had to ask Draven.

As soon as Cierra appeared at the door, Draven inside saw her. When she was talking to the waiter, he pulled out a chair and walked toward her with a frown.

The waiter at the door saw this. Given that Cierra was the first to say that Draven inside had asked her out, he had to give way directly.

Cierra didn't stand on ceremony. She thanked him and walked in on her high heels.

Draven frowned even more tightly.

"Why are you here?"

He didn't expect to meet her here.

Normally, it was not important to treat her to a meal. But today, the situation was different. Who

knew if she, who was cruel, would ruin his plan?

Hearing his voice, Cierra stopped as well and said, "Didn't you invite me here, Mr. Trevino? It's strange for you to ask me so."

There were at least three tables between them. No one else was in the restaurant. Their conversation echoed in the empty restaurant. Coupled with their current appearance, it was particularly strange. As soon as Cierra finished speaking, she stared at him with a smile, trying to replace something on his

face.

Draven was indeed stunned.

Although Cierra did not directly say that she was Sylvia, what she meant couldn't be more obvious. "Mr. Trevino, why aren't you saying anything?"

Seeing that he remained silent and expressionless, Cierra couldn't help but speak and slowly walk

towards him.

The ten-centimeter heel made a sound on the floor. It was not until her beautiful figure stopped in front of him that it quieted down again.

She curled her lips. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be tempting him as she said, "Didn't you ask me to meet here mainly for dinner? It's not good for me to stand here all the time." Draven raised his eyes. The high heels made up for Cierra's height. They happened to meet each.

other's eyes.

With a deep gaze, he stared at the delicate face in front of him for a long time before saying, "So, you mean you are Sylvia?"

Cierra blinked. She didn't expect Draven to ask such a question.

She had thought of many possibilities, but she had never thought that he would not believe her.

This made her laugh. She said, "Is it difficult to understand my words?"

Without waiting for him to ask for the evidence, she took out her cell phone from her bag and clicked on the page where they had been communicating these days.

He had set the time and place before, and he had asked her for her contact information later, all of which she did not delete. Instead, she replied to him with the same email address as before this morning.

After all, it was not good to send him her personal contact information when it came to work. They just needed to communicate through email.

He didn't seem to believe her. Grabbing her cell phone, he stared at it attentively with his dark eyes.

"Mr. Trevino, isn't it impolite for you to sn*tch my things like this?"

Despite saying so on the surface, she was not angry.

Anyway, she mainly used this cell phone for work communication. There was nothing else. Even if he was shameless enough to look through other things, it didn't matter.

But Draven seemed to care about his dignity. After reading the conversation, he stuffed the cell phone back into her arms. On the screen, it was still the same page as before.

"Cierra Boyle, what's the point of playing tricks on me like this? Is it fun to pretend to be someone else just because you have a good relationship with William?"

His words stunned her. It wasn't because he was angry, but because his words didn't sound right.

She frowned, saying, "So you don't believe me?"