Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

She was dropped off at work in the morning by Abbott Benson, and naturally he picked her up at the end of the day.

Originally Cecilia Glendon thought he was busy with work and would take a taxi back on his own, but before she could tell him, he had texted that he was on his way.

It’s just that Cecilia Glendon couldn’t say no if she wanted to.

She counted the time to go downstairs and wait, and after waiting for about two minutes, she saw the familiar car enter the view from afar.

The person driving the car was Assistant Gary, Abbott Benson sat in the back.

Cecilia Glendon walked over and was trying to open the door with her right hand, but as soon as her hand reached out and touched the doorknob, she pulled back as if she had been electrocuted, forgetting that she had an injury on her hand.

“What’s wrong?” Abbott Benson asked as he saw her standing by the door without getting in and offered to open it.

“It’s okay.” Cecilia Glendon shook her head, then bent into the car, carefully pulling with her left hand to close the door behind her.

Abbott Benson finally noticed something was wrong with her, her right hand was actually bandaged and blood was starting to seep from the tiger’s mouth.

Abbott Benson pulled her hand over and frowned when he touched the dumpling-wrapped right hand, “What’s going on?”

“Someone sent me a razor blade.” Cecilia Glendon didn’t move either, just sat sideways, “I always have the feeling that I’m the president of the country and anyone who wants to harm me.”

Abbott Benson glared at her, and she was immediately silent.

“Who?” He asked again.

Cecilia Glendon shook her head honestly: “I don’t know, watched the surveillance, the person was dressed so stealthily that it was impossible to tell who it was.”

Abbott Benson’s eyebrows gradually turned cold, slowly releasing Cecilia Glendon’s hand before telling Assistant Gary, who was driving in front of him, “Go check this out later.”

“Okay, President.” Assistant Gary said.

Cecilia Glendon said, “In fact, there is no need to investigate, this incident is a look at someone’s selfish revenge, not even leaving evidence, can not be investigated.”

Abbott Benson narrowed his eyes lightly and said coolly, “Just because you can’t find out doesn’t mean I can’t find out.”

Cecilia Glendon twitched her lips, despising people is not like this, right? This was in front of an outsider.

Just as Cecilia Glendon decided to ignore Abbott Benson until she got home, he looked at her hand again with distress and asked, “Does it hurt?”

Cecilia Glendon nods, “It would be a lie to say it doesn’t hurt.”

In fact, the pain is not as bad as before, but the pain is uninterrupted, so Cecilia Glendon can not calm down, and the whole person is easy to become anxious and restless.

Luna Miller told her to take some painkillers if she couldn’t take it anymore, but she didn’t.

Painkillers can indeed stop the pain if taken sparingly, but if she gets addicted and can’t stop, it will have a great impact on her.

So she spent almost the entire day today in pain like fire.

“Why didn’t you call me?” He asked with a sullen face, “Trying to hide such a big thing from me?”

He was a little upset to hear that.

“It hurts.” Cecilia Glendon simply nestled into his arms and pouted, “I can’t stand the pain, how dare I hide it from you.”

She does also hurt, but now to distract Abbott Benson’s attention, it is estimated to pretend to be unbearable as well.

Abbott Benson, on the other hand, is a fan of this.

“Don’t worry.” Abbott Benson gently patted her shoulder, his voice somber, “I’ll make her pay!”

No matter who sent her the blades, he will get them back one by one!Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

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When she got home, Cecilia Glendon found that Helen Benson was already packing. She was going to help, but Helen Benson’s eyes widened when she saw her wound:

“Sister Cecilia Glendon, what’s wrong with your hand?! Weren’t you fine yesterday?”

“It’s nothing.” Helen Benson was already almost gone, and Cecilia Glendon didn’t want to tell her about it to worry her along with her, “I accidentally hurt myself while using the hobby knife at work.”

“Then you’re hurting too much.” Helen Benson was clearly in disbelief, “What the hell is going on?”

Her repeated questioning made Cecilia Glendon unable to stand up to it, so she had to tell her the truth.

“What?!” Helen Benson heard, really exploded, “Damn her ancestors! Who the hell is this, and play dirty!”

Cecilia Glendon was amused by Helen Benson’s foul mouth: “What are you getting so excited about?”

“Sister Cecilia Glendon, you’ve been bullied, and you can put up with this?” Helen Benson was as cranky as if the incident was her own experience.

“It’s the same whether you put up with it or not.” Cecilia Glendon seems to be much calmer, perhaps because a whole day has passed, she is not excited now, “There is no evidence of the matter, I can not find out who did it.”

“Find my brother!” Helen Benson said, “My brother can still not find out!”

She said she was about to go to Abbott Benson who was cooking in the kitchen, Cecilia Glendon was busy to stop her: “Your brother already knows, he will check it out for me.”

“That’s more like it.” Helen Benson then put her mind at ease, “But what are you going to do, I’m leaving soon, can you handle it alone over here?”

Cecilia Glendon cried and laughed: “I should be the one to ask you that, I’m not sure I’m comfortable with you going over there alone.”

Helen Benson nodded: “There is nothing to worry about me, no one dares to bully me there. But you, Cecilia Glendon, you’ve been in trouble twice in three days, I’m really worried about you.”

It was clear that Helen Benson had a lot of worry in her words, and Cecilia Glendon’s heart was touched.

“It’s going to be okay.” Cecilia Glendon reassured, “You have to trust your brother even if you don’t trust me. He’s there.”

At some point, having Abbott Benson around has turned into a top dog for Cecilia Glendon.

She felt as if there was nothing in the world that Abbott Benson could not do.

“But you can’t hold a pencil for a while with that hand injury.” Helen Benson is aware of the state of Cecilia Glendon’s studio today. Cecilia Glendon is the main force of the studio, and without her, the studio would not be able to sustain itself soon.

“It’s true that I can’t hold it.” Cecilia Glendon said, “so I borrowed two from the master to hold on for a while, when my hands are better.”

“Bluck ah …” mentions Bluck, Helen Benson does not know what comes to mind, the look is a little gloomy.

Speaking of which, Cecilia Glendon remembered the news that Helen Benson was leaving, and wondered if she had told Bluck.

“Have you spoken to my master about leaving?” Cecilia Glendon asked.

Helen Benson shook her head, “Not yet, I don’t know how to say it.”

The main thing is that Bluck’s mind is not on her, even if she goes to say that she is leaving, Bluck may at most say a sentence, safe journey?

Perhaps even this sentence will not give it, directly to a “hmm”, then she must also cry ah.

“The goodbyes are still to be said.” Cecilia Glendon said, “Don’t waste any opportunity to make your presence felt in front of him.”

Helen Benson felt that Cecilia Glendon had a point, nodded heavily and said firmly, “I understand, I’ll go tomorrow!”