Chapter 135


    Chapter 135 What Does Mrs. Trevino Want Me to Do?


    When Cierra turned around, she saw the angr profile of Coby.


    She nodded, and her eyes were full of worry. She subconsciously looked in the direction of William.


    “Do you know?”


    Coby followed Cierra’s gaze, and a faint smile appeared on his clear face.


    “In fact, this matter has something to do with you.


    He exined everything about the Barton family in detail to Cierra.


    Not only did it involve a discussion of the past, but it also would be asionally about things between


    her other brothers. There was even the matter of Fanny bringing Colton into the Barton family. So,


    when it was almost over, it was alreadyte at night, and Cierra was extremely sleepy. After washing


    up, she fell asleep.


    When she woke up the next day, she was still in a daze. She sat in the room for a while before she


    calmed down


    As usual, she made breakfast herself. Unlike usual, she added another western-style breakfast this


    time.


    She toasted toast and put some cut fruit and yogurt together, then fried eggs and a ss of milk aside.


    The bourgeois exquisiteness was a little out of tune with the soybean milk and steamed dumplings next


    to it.


    When William walked downstairs, Cierra had just arranged all the breakfast. When he saw everything


    on the table, he raised his eyebrows and looked a little surprised.


    “Hey, Cici, what’s wrong with you today? You’ve changed your taste.”


    Without hesitation, he began to eat.


    As soon as Cierra came out of the kitchen, she saw William’s tie hanging on the back of the chair next


    to him, and he was already holding a knife and fork, starting to eat the bread that was not perfectly


    roasted.


    She smiled and sat down in front of her crystal shrimp dumpling. “William, you’ve gone too far. You


    didn’t even ask who it was for. You only ate half of it.”


    William squinted at her and asked, “Who else is here besides me?”


    “Coby went for a run and will be back soon. He’s going back to the production team today. What if I


    prepared it for him?” Cierra said deliberately.


    William snorted. “There are so many dishes on the table for him to eat. Even if it was prepared for


    him, can’t I eat it? I haven’t said anything about him living here.”


    His tone made Cierraugh.


    ncing at the food that was almost finished in the bowl, she said, “There’s toast in the toaster in the


    kitchen. If you don’t have enough, you can get some more. I don’t often make western-style breakfast,


    so I may not be able to control the amount well.”


    She didn’t say anything else. It was as if nothing had happened between themst night.


    Hearing this, William stopped picking up the milk and narrowed his eyes as he nced at her.


    “Cici, did you get into trouble again? Tell me the truth. There’s no way to save you if you drag this


    out for too long.”


    “What trouble can I get into?”


    She said, “I’m with you every day.”


    “Who knows? You have caused so much trouble.”


    William clicked his tongue as he spoke. He looked so wretched that Cierra wanted to ssh milk on


    his face.


    She took a bite of the shrimp dumpling, and her temper was quickly suppressed.


    When she looked up again, she was still smiling. “Can’t you think of me better? For example, I can’t


    bear to part with you. When I think that I will be separated from you next week, I will be much better


    to you.”


    “Don’t do this.


    almost threw upst night’s dinner.”


    William finished hisst mouthful of food expressionlessly, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and got


    up.


    As he tied his tie, he said slowly, “If you are sincere, you should make more of my favorite food in the


    next week. Don’t make fun of me. I need to go to work.”


    As for returning to Los Angeles with her, he was unwilling to say anything.


    Cierra was a bit discouraged, but she also knew that the cold wouldn’tst for just a day.


    William had never been home since he had the ability to make money. How could he be willing to go


    home just because of a few words from her?


    Although she was disappointed, she was still worried. “William, have you had enough? There’s still a lot


    of toast in the kitchen.”


    William waved his hand and left without responding.


    As a result, Cierra was left alone at the dining table.


    She lowered her eyes, and the emotions on her face seemed to have disappeared along with William.


    She poked at the food in her bowl with some grievance and slowly took a bite.


    The brief silence was quickly broken.


    After breakfast, Cierra turned on her phone and other electronic devices. She nned to resolve the


    public opinion on the Inte in the morning so that she could go to work before L’Opera Restaurant


    opened at noon.


    Unexpectedly, a lot of messages popped up as soon as the phone was turned on, as well as many


    missed calls and text messages, as if she had her privacy leaks.


    There were too many WhatsApp and text messages, so Cierra didn’t deal with them for the time being.


    She wanted to deal with the missed calls first, but before she could click on them, she


    received another call.


    It was Mrs. Trevino calling.


    Cierra’s eyes darkened. After thinking for a moment, she answered, “Mrs. Trevino.”


    “Cierra, did you really divorce Draven?”


    Sue Skinner didn’t waste any time exchanging pleasantries. She cut straight to the chase in an


    anxious tone.


    Cierra guessed that Sue was going to say this, so she wasn’t surprised. She said softly, “Yes, Mrs.


    Trevino. The divorce procedures have beenpleted.”


    “Foolish!”


    Even through the screen, Cierra could feel Sue’s anger.


    On the other hand, Cierra was indifferent. “Mrs. Trevino, we didn’t think of hiding the divorce from you.


    You knew about it a long time ago.


    “It’s just that the procedures have been dyed for some reason, and it was officially settled two days


    ago. This marriage is a matter for the rest of our lives. If it’s not appropriate, we should stop it in time. I


    am not a fool.”


    “But Cierra, even if you’re divorced, you don’t have to make such a scene. Do you know how much the


    company’s market value has evaporatedst night?” Sue suddenlyined.


    Cierra remained silent.


    She didn’t hang up the phone. She just recalled Sue’s tone just now and all the kindness before.


    Suddenly, she felt a littleplicated.


    She was not sad, nor did she feel that it was realistic.


    She just felt that it should be like this, but it shouldn’t be like this.


    She couldn’t describe the feeling, but it was not a good experience after all.


    Sue seemed to have reacted quickly, and her voice softened.


    “Cierra, I don’t mean to me you. It’s true that that brat let you down first, so you post a post to


    respond. I apologize to you first.


    “Cierra, think about it from another angle. He runs such a bigpany. Sometimes, he can’t take


    everyone’s interests into consideration. This time, he posted it mainly to protect thepany, not


    because of Aleah. Don’t take it to heart, okay?”


    Her coaxing and persuading words made sense.


    If she were the president of the Trevino Group, she would indeed do the same. She would choose the


    best way to maintain thepany’s image first and prove that he was not a love rat.


    But the problem was that she was not the head of the Trevino Group. Why should she think in another


    way?


    She had been scolded more than a little.


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    Cierra’s lips curled into a cold smile.


    “So, what do you want me to do?”