Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

This time it was even Susan who sensed Cecilia Glendon’s distractedness.

It goes without saying that her mind is not here and where it is naturally.

As she tore up the drawing and was about to get a new one, Bonnie walked right over and pulled the brush out of her hand.

“What’s wrong?” Cecilia Glendon, whose pen had been taken away, looked up and looked at her.

“You say what’s wrong.” Bonnie said helplessly, “You’re not in a good state, you won’t be inspired to draw anything, give yourself a half day off.”Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Clearly Cecilia Glendon is the boss, but now Bonnie’s tone sounds like a boss in general.

Cecilia Glendon smiled to take her pen back from Bonnie: “I’m fine.”

“Good what good.” Bonnie dodged her hand, “Listen to me, you can even drive out for an afternoon stroll, don’t bog yourself down in the studio, okay?”

Bonnie did not know where Cecilia Glendon had gone in the morning, what she had done, what she had seen, or what had happened, but now it was clear from Cecilia Glendon’s distractedness and her pen portrait of Abbott Benson that she must have been at odds with him.

Under Bonnie’s forceful request, Cecilia Glendon had no choice but to take the bag and leave the studio.

She drove aimlessly through the streets, and seeing that it was almost six o’clock, she called Debby White.

“What’s up?” Debby White answered the phone quickly, like she was waiting specifically for her.

“Go get a drink with me.” Cecilia Glendon’s tone sounded a bit disheveled.

“OK, drink anywhere you want, I’ll go with you!” Debby White said directly.

Cecilia Glendon thought about it and said, “It’s better to be 1989.”

“Okay, I’ll be right there, wait for me!” Debby White answered sharply and hung up the phone.

Although the call was only a few words, it warmed Cecilia Glendon’s heart.

A friend like Debby White is one who is there for you whenever you need her, no matter what or when.

Cecilia Glendon was still some dull pain in the heart suddenly seems to have some relief.

She arrived in 1989 when Debby White had not yet arrived, she simply sat in the car and waited for Debby White, which waited and fell asleep in the car.

Debby White drove the car to the entrance of 1989, found a place to stop and was about to walk inside when she suddenly saw a familiar car.

Cecilia Glendon heard a knock on the window in her sleep. She jerked her eyes open and froze for a moment before turning her head left to look at the glass window, outside of which stood Debby White bent over.

Cecilia Glendon then realized that she had just fallen asleep waiting and she was busy opening the car door.

“Sorry, I fell asleep.”

“Didn’t get any rest last night?” Debby White asked, “Looked like you were tired.”

“Just a little tired lately.” Cecilia Glendon smiled, “Let’s go.”

“Are you okay with that?” Debby White saw that she was walking deep and shallow, so how could she start getting drunk when she obviously hadn’t even had a drink yet?

“What’s not to like.” Cecilia Glendon rubbed the corner of her forehead, “It’s been a long time since I’ve had a drink with you, underestimating me?”

“Okay, let’s see if I don’t drink you down today.” Debby White grabbed Cecilia Glendon by the neck and held her between her arms.

Cecilia Glendon laughed, and her voice sounded less dull than it did on the phone earlier.

The two walked into the bar and went straight into a private room.

Debby White was ordering snacks when Cecilia Glendon next to her had started to drink up, that can be a high alcohol concentration of wine ah, she was drinking water as the same into her mouth, watching Debby White quickly said to the waiter that this is all, and then walked to Cecilia Glendon’s side to take her hand cup over.

“Come on, we’re here to drink our sorrows away, not to play with our lives, so take it easy for me.”

Cecilia Glendon ignored her and just grabbed the bottle and drank it.

Debby White knew there was nothing she could do to stop her, so she could only sigh helplessly.

Cecilia Glendon in fact is not as strong as she thought, this morning in the Duke Hotel, she now as long as the memory of what happened in the heart feel sad want to cry, the key is that she can not cry out now, can only drink hard to make their nerves numb.

It was almost all Cecilia Glendon drinking during this time, with Debby White watching.

Just as Montague Scott’s phone call came in, she left the booth and walked out to answer it.

“What’s up?” Debby White asked.

“What’s going on between Abbott and Cecilia Glendon?” Montague ScottTaylor mouth then asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Broke up, what else.” Debby White said lightly.

“Holy shit!” Montague Scott exploded, “Are you serious?!”

“Why would I lie to you?”

“Why did you break up for good reason?”

“I …” Debby White was about to say where is the good cause, but then she thought of Cecilia Glendon’s concealment of Abbott Benson, she just had to swallow the words back again. “How do I know? Ask the Benson Master yourself.”

“Would I have called and asked you if he’d said that?” Montague Scott said glumly, “Dragged me to the bar and drank by himself there, not saying anything.”

Debby White stalled, how she felt that Montague Scott was talking about herself ah.

“At what bar?” She asked tentatively.

“Lure. what’s up? You’re coming over?” Montague Scott said.

Debby White cut out, “No, I have something here, hang up first ah.”

She thought Abbott Benson and Montague Scott were both in 1989, but when she thought about it, there were so many bars in Greenwich, how could they be in the same one by coincidence?

Debby White turned around and pushed open the door of the booth and walked in, only to find the table almost finished with wine by Cecilia Glendon, she rushed over: “Are you crazy Cecilia Glendon!”

Those are all strong drinks, and she just drank them all! Not afraid to drink a stomach perforation?

This time the drink directly to the latter part of the night, the two of them certainly can not drive the car, Debby White directly called a chauffeur to come, and then back to their homes.

Cecilia Glendon can’t go back to her home over there yet, and neither can Duke’s hotel. Debby White thinks Cecilia Glendon might have to start looking for a new house again.

…

Cecilia Glendon arrived at the studio late the next day, it was almost noon when she arrived, and if she didn’t go to the studio, everyone would think something had happened to her.

When Bonnie went to the pantry to get water, she found a man standing in the pantry with his hands on the table and his head slightly bowed.

“Cecilia ?”

Bonnie called out tentatively.

“Hmm?” Cecilia Glendon snapped back and turned her head to Bonnie, “What’s wrong?”

Her face looked haggard and her eyes were dull.

“What’s wrong with you?” Bonnie frowned, “Why do you look so haggard?”

“It’s okay.” Cecilia Glendon shook her head, “Slept late yesterday.”

“Then why don’t you just don’t go out to meet the clients later, how can you do that.” Bonnie was a little worried.

When she said that, Cecilia Glendon understood that someone must have called the studio to schedule an appointment.

“It’s okay, it’s holding up.” Cecilia Glendon rubbed her face, “Where is the client meeting?”

“Duke Hotel,” Bonnie said.