Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

“That’s not necessarily true.” Moses Walker seemed to have something in his mouth, “the Benson Master, will there be something he doesn’t know?”

The outside world’s touting of Abbott Benson seems to be a bit over the top, and in their eyes Abbott Benson seems to be a bit close to being a god.

It’s like there’s nothing in the world that Abbott Benson can’t do.

But in Cecilia Glendon’s eyes, Abbott Benson is just an ordinary person who would rather be caned by his grandfather than let go of what he wants.

Such Abbott Benson is more realistic.

It’s more real than that promotional poster hanging on Times Square.

“I’m not curious about who the president of Duke is, Mr. Walker if you want to know, why don’t you find out for yourself.” Cecilia Glendon gave him a look and said so.

Moses Walker smiled gently: “I would like to know, but the president is invisible, so who can find out.”

From the sound of it, Moses Walker has tried to check, but all to no avail.

Somehow, Cecilia Glendon wanted to laugh a little.

Maybe that’s a big selling point.

People are guessing who the president of Duke is, but he just doesn’t come out and only launches his own industry behind the scenes, pushing the curiosity of the public to the highest point.

Maybe that’s one way for him to succeed.

“What are you smiling at?” Moses Walker asked, noticing the smile hanging from the corner of Cecilia Glendon’s mouth.

“Nothing.” Cecilia Glendon coughed lightly and put away her smile, “Just thought of something funny.”

Moses Walker put his hands behind his head and said languidly, “That’s fine, as long as he’s not laughing at me.”

Cecilia Glendon didn’t talk to Moses Walker for the rest of the day, partly because she didn’t want to have too much interaction with him, and partly because Moses Walker himself was busy.

He had his laptop on his lap, his fingers nimbly tapping something on the keyboard.

He didn’t seem to be afraid of Cecilia Glendon peeking in, just posing so generously.

Of course, Cecilia Glendon was not interested in what he was working on, and didn’t even look at it, playing with her phone the whole time.

The sun had not yet set when they arrived at the Duke Hotel, so they got out and entered the hotel.

The hotel waiter came over and led them to the place they had booked before, which was a window seat that looked out but not into the sun, on a low floor but with a good view of Greenwich.

There is a band inside the restaurant, they play an unknown tune, the tune is melodious to give people a pleasant mood.

Moses Walker looked at Cecilia Glendon and said, “Do you think people will think we’re a couple?”

Cecilia Glendon hears this and her brow furrows slightly, but quickly releases it as she shakes her head, “No.”

“Why?”

“It doesn’t match.” Cecilia Glendon said.

Moses Walker’s dress at first glance is the upper class, even if not this dress, his temperament can not be stopped, and on the contrary, Cecilia Glendon, although her clothes are not very simple, but with Moses Walker standing together is very incongruous.

From the clothing temperament, it will not be a pair.

Moses Walker shrugged, “You really don’t give me any face.”

“Mr. Walker, I’m here today to say thank you for saving my life.” Cecilia Glendon said emphatically.

Moses Walker: “Maybe, we can be friends.”

Cecilia Glendon frowned, “Why?”

“You need a reason to be friends with you?” Moses Walker tsked twice, “How can I say that I have saved your life, and you’re not even happy with this request of mine?”

If Cecilia Glendon were to say no, Moses Walker would have a myriad of reasons waiting for him in the next breath.

She could only nod, “Good.”

“So first step, change the way you call me.” Moses Walker bunched his index finger, “My friends call me by my first name.”

“Good.” Cecilia Glendon continued to nod, not even refuting in the slightest.

With her attitude, it was a little hard for Moses Walker to say anything else.

Just in time, the waiter arrived with the meal, temporarily breaking the awkward situation between the two.

The dishes Cecilia Glendon ordered were the hotel’s signature dishes, and she had no idea what Moses Walker usually liked to eat or how he tasted, so she had to order that way.

“Walker…” Cecilia GlendonTaylor mouth then to call him Mr. Walker, but after a look from him, paused and changed the name, ” Moses Walker, I don’t know if these dishes are to your liking, but if not, you can order them yourself.”

“No need.” Moses Walker shook his head, “That’s it, it’s fine.”

“Really?”

“Really.” With that, Moses Walker reached for his chopsticks and prepared to eat.

When she saw that he really didn’t have any problems, Cecilia Glendon put her mind at ease and was about to take her chopsticks when she noticed Moses Walker sitting across from her, pausing in his movements and looking behind her.

“What are you looking at?” Cecilia Glendon also subconsciously turned her head to look, just in time to see Abbott Benson and Montague Scott both walking in.

Her eyes widened in surprise. How could Abbott Benson be here? Or with Montague Scott.

Just as Cecilia Glendon saw them both, they saw her.

Montague Scott called out first, “Oh, Cecilia Glendon, you’re eating here too. Abbott and I are here for dinner too, why don’t we share a table?”

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The waiter was also quick, and he started moving as soon as Montague Scott’s words left his mouth.

“Do you mind?” Montague Scott said with a grin toward the two men.

Cecilia Glendon huffed and puffed, you’re all up to speed, who could care less.

But …

She looked to Abbott Benson, who didn’t look at her, but instead looked at Moses Walker, who was sitting across from her.

Moses Walker was also looking at him, and their eyes collided in the air, and sparks flew.

“THE Benson Master, what a coincidence.” It was Moses Walker who eventually spoke first, smiling, the word coincidence biting hard.

Abbott Benson smiled slightly, “It’s quite a coincidence.”

With that, he sat directly next to Cecilia Glendon, while Montague Scott naturally sat next to Moses Walker.

“Hi, my name is Montague Scott,” Montague Scott said, extending his hand to Moses Walker with a sincere look on his face.

Moses Walker shook his hand as a gesture of friendship.

Cecilia Glendon peeked under the tablecloth and pinched Abbott Benson’s leg, with emotion, and glared at him.

That fierce look as if to say, wait until we get back to clean you up!

She said that when she called Abbott Benson about it, his tone sounded indifferent, so it was the idea.

I can’t believe they dragged Montague Scott over here!

“This, this, this, I’ll take all of these.” Montague Scott nimbly ordered several dishes, he knows very well Abbott Benson’s taste, so did not show him the menu, directly handed to the waiter, “hurry up and serve ah, the young master is hungry.”

“Yes, Master Scott,” the waiter nodded respectfully and turned to go down.

Cecilia Glendon took a peek around and only after finding no one watching their side did she let go a little.

“The Benson Master has been so busy lately, how come he still has time to come here for dinner.” Moses Walker looked at Abbott Benson with a smirk, and spoke out lightly.