Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

Benson senior came in and sat down directly on the couch next to him, without making a sound to disturb the doctor or talking to Abbott Benson.

The doctor was concentrating on the wound for Abbott Benson, naturally did not see Benson senior, but the nurse around saw, by Benson senior that overwhelming aura scared a lot, even forgot to hand gauze to the doctor, until the doctor dissatisfied with the urging, she handed to the doctor in a hurry.

Ten minutes later, the doctor finally straightened up, briefly told Abbott Benson some precautions, turned to leave only to find the Benson senior sitting on the sofa, his face did not show a look of surprise, his gaze was natural from the Benson senior face, and then took the nurse away.

“Where’s Cecilia Glendon?” Abbott Benson asked the housekeeper, sitting up in bed.

The butler, somewhat unsure of how to respond, glanced at Benson senior.

“Where else can I go, of course, I’m leaving.” Benson senior said, “That woman hit you like that, what are you still looking for her for? Let her run you over again?”

“It’s my own business.” Abbott Benson said lightly, “Just the most common traffic accident, nothing to do with her.”

“What do you mean it’s okay? She knocked you into this and it’s okay?” Benson senior is simply to be Abbott Benson this logic is angry almost exploded.

“You come at me if you have to, don’t go to her.” Abbott Benson looked at Benson senior, “I will not part with her, no matter what you do to stop it.”

“Is that so?” Benson senior smiled coldly, “But you’re still separated now.”

“It will be reconciled.” Abbott Benson doesn’t know where the confidence comes from, “We’ll make up.”

Benson senior said, “You’re dreaming. As long as I’m here, you won’t be together.”

Abbott Benson simply closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, not wanting to talk to Benson senior again.

He had been holding back when Cecilia Glendon was there before. Since Cecilia Glendon was gone now, there was no need for him to pretend anymore, he was tired, he had lost too much blood, and with the sleeplessness of the past few days, his body was nearing its limit.

Let’s go back to Cecilia Glendon when he’s rested and refreshed.

I just hope she is well.

Benson senior sat there alone for a while, and only after seeing that Abbott Benson really had no intention of talking to himself, did he slowly get up, his cane gripped tightly: “This is the last bottom line of my tolerance, so behave yourself.”

After leaving such a meaningful sentence, Master Benson walked out, and the butler went to the front to open the door.

After the door of the ward closed, Benson senior’s hurried steps then stopped, looked back at the ward, and then frowned hard.

“This unfilial grandson!” Elder Benson said angrily, “Do you really want to be angry with me before you are willing to die!”

The butler looked at Master Benson, hesitated for a long time, but still decided to speak: “Actually, I think … Miss Glendon may not be the kind of person you think of, Master.”

At that, Benson senior glared at the butler: “Are you speaking for that woman now?!”

The butler shook his head, “I just think that Miss Glendon is not with the young master for the power or money of the Benson family.”

“Shut up!” Benson senior wanted to scold the eaters, but facing the old butler who had accompanied him for decades, he finally swallowed his words back, “What do you know, women nowadays are all know-it-alls, wasn’t one Rannie Yellow enough to sober you up at first?”

In short, in Benson senior’s opinion, Cecilia Glendon is with Abbott Benson for the same purpose as Rannie Yellow was.

Rannie Yellow left with Hunter Wood with a check from Benson senior, and now she’s back and has the audacity to approach Abbott Benson, who won’t be too kind to her.

This matter butler is also informed, so by Benson senior said so, he also silent.

“Go back.” Benson senior took a step up and said faintly.

Cecilia Glendon is perhaps a more difficult presence than Rannie Yellow.

Rannie Yellow is good to deal with because she loves money, so give her money and she will leave, but Cecilia Glendon … Benson Sr. doesn’t know what she wants.

Money? She herself is a well-known designer, although not to squander money like dirt, but also not bad money.

Power? She’s the stepdaughter of Allen Brown, the Brown’s family in Greenwich, what does she want that she doesn’t?Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

So what exactly does she … want?

…

Cecilia Glendon had an exceptionally long sleep. When she was woken up by Debby White, it was already bright outside, and the sunlight pierced directly into her eyes, so Cecilia Glendon subconsciously closed her eyes.

And Debby White’s voice was still ringing in her ears, “Get up, the sun is shining, how much longer do you want to sleep!”

“What time is it?” Cecilia Glendon asked as she put the back of her hand to her eyes.

“It’s eleven o’clock!” Debby White said, “No more going to the studio?”

“It’s eleven o’clock?!” Cecilia Glendon suddenly gave a jolt and climbed straight out of bed, “Did my phone ever ring?”

Watching her rush into the bathroom, Debby White followed her over: “It didn’t ring, they knew you had an accident at the venue yesterday, so they wouldn’t be so ignorant to call you.”

Cecilia Glendon’s bag phone yesterday were Debby White to bring back, the studio also called, but then Cecilia Glendon did not come back, so the accident is also Debby White told the studio.

“Okay … got it …,” Cecilia Glendon responded with a lisp as she brushed her teeth.

“I took half a day off, you hurry up and get out for dinner, after dinner I’ll send you to the studio, the car is estimated to take some time to repair, you remember to pick it up yourself then.” Debby White admonished.

Cecilia Glendon nods, concentrates on brushing her teeth, and stops talking.

By the time Cecilia Glendon was done and finished eating, it was 11:30 out, but there was still plenty of time.

On the way, Debby White asked again about Abbott Benson: “the Benson Master should be okay, right?”

“Hmm.” Cecilia Glendon was looking at her phone and mumbled without looking up.

“Are you going to see him today?” Debby White asked again, “If so, I’ll pick you up after work.”

Cecilia Glendon hesitated and shook her head, “No.”

Originally, Abbott Benson was injured because of her, and she was justified in going to see it.

But after being told that by Benson senior yesterday, she wouldn’t dare to see Abbott Benson again.

So, loss of heart or something, let her own silent loss, it is better than the Brown’s harm.

“You’re not going?” Debby White asked again, “The Benson Master had a car accident because of you.”

“I know … you don’t have to remind me over and over again can you, I can’t go.”

“Can’t?” Debby White caught the key word in her words, “Why can’t you go? Who won’t let you go?”

The question was just asked, Debby White thought of something, eyes slightly tightened: “Did you run into Benson senior yesterday at the hospital?”