Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

“I’ll be on vacation at the beginning of next month, and I’ll be back then, so we can talk about it, okay?” Helen Benson said in an almost supplicatory tone.

Her voice sounded a little heartbreaking to Cecilia Glendon: “Helen Benson… actually your brother is not with me, he has other very good choices.”

“But you’re the only one who can make him happy.” Helen Benson choked back a sob, “I watched all the awards last night, don’t get me wrong, my brother definitely won’t like that Sunny Lee, look he didn’t even smile at Sunny Lee.”

Indeed, Abbott Benson was almost always cold-faced, much like his usual public persona.

“Wait until you get back.” Cecilia Glendon whispered reassuringly, “Take care of yourself over there.”

“I will.” Helen Benson looked like she was sniffling, “But, Sister Cecilia Glendon, can you promise me that you won’t fall for anyone else for a while yet?”

“Hmm?” Cecilia Glendon froze.

“I’m afraid that if you like someone else, you won’t like my brother.” Helen Benson said.

“I’m just an ordinary person, I’m not that powerful.” Cecilia Glendon knew what she meant and could only laugh bitterly without help.

“It’s true that you don’t have it for other people, but you certainly have it for my brother.” Helen Benson said this with extra firmness.

It was a child, and Cecilia Glendon didn’t want to argue with her on the phone.

“Everything will wait until you come back.”

“Good!”

After having managed to calm Helen Benson down and hanging up the phone, Cecilia Glendon let out a long sigh.

Helen Benson, with her nature, is really the best person to go after Bluck. She had just forgotten to ask Helen Benson how she was doing with Bluck.

She put the phone away, moved her wrist, and continued the work she hadn’t done before.

The headlines continue to fester, though none of the three parties have come out to explain.

Sunny Lee’s popularity is growing at a visible rate, and there are many people who support her with Abbott Benson, saying that Sunny Lee is 100 times more beautiful than Cecilia Glendon, has a hundred times the temperament, and only Sunny Lee is worthy of Abbott Benson.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

The entire studio was careful not to mention it, as if they were worried about poking Cecilia Glendon in the heart.

Compared to the others’ caution, Murphy Smith acted as if he knew nothing, and still went to Cecilia Glendon when it was time to go to her, without delay.

“There are a lot of orders today, and several people are well-known to want you to design them, Sister Cecilia Glendon.” Murphy Smith said.

“Ask one of their other designers if it’s okay?” Without looking up, Cecilia Glendon said, “Refuse if it’s not possible.”

“Good.” Murphy Smith nodded, then turned back to his position to respond to the client.

“Eh.” Luna Miller’s butt moved and slid directly to Murphy Smith’s side in her chair, then bumped him with her arm, “Why are you so ignorant na, Cecilia Glendon sister is so sad and you still go to her for what.”

“Sad?” Murphy Smith looked up uncertainly at Luna Miller before dropping her gaze to Cecilia Glendon not far away, “Where is she sad?”

“The Benson Master already has a new love, and it’s only been a short time, so Sister Cecilia Glendon must be having a hard time.” Luna Miller said.

Murphy Smith huffed, “You’re a drama queen, aren’t you? Where do you see that Sister Cecilia Glendon is having a hard time, I think she’s fine.”

Cecilia Glendon is so focused on her competition work that she doesn’t have much time to be sad.

“You’re not Sister Cecilia Glendon, so how do you know she’s not sad?”

“You’re not her, so how do you know she’s sad?” Murphy Smith asked rhetorically.

Luna Miller was instantly left speechless by the question and slid back into her seat, ignoring him.

In fact, Cecilia Glendon can hear everything they say.

She likes to wear headphones when she works to listen to songs, but today the more you listen to the song, the more irritable, simply wear only no song played.

So what they say behind their backs is actually heard by Cecilia Glendon.

Knowing that everyone was so worried about her, her heart was nothing but grateful.

Grateful for letting her meet them.

…

News of Hedy Clark’s withdrawal soon spread and Bluck made a point of calling her to ask what it was all about.

“I’ve got the handle on her.” Cecilia Glendon said, half-jokingly.

“Cecilia , I’m serious.” Bluck was a little helpless.

“I’m serious too.” Cecilia Glendon said.

“What’s the handle?” Bluck asked.

“Someone from her studio was planning to steal my entry and got caught.” Cecilia Glendon said, “So she chose to withdraw from the competition and keep her studio.”

Bluck: “Is the work okay?”

“Of course it’s fine.” Cecilia Glendon laughed, “I’m well protected, don’t worry at all.”

“That’s good.” Bluck breathed a sigh of relief, “Are you free? Want to join us for dinner today?”

“Good.” Cecilia Glendon responded, “There are just some questions I’d like to ask you, Master.”

The work has some unanswered questions for Cecilia Glendon.

“Then I’ll text you the address when I book the place.” Bluck said.

“Okay.” Cecilia Glendon responded.

The place Bluck booked was a restaurant they used to go to, and both the reputation and taste were excellent.

Bluck originally wanted to book the private room they always sit in, but the staff said that the room was already booked in advance.

When Cecilia Glendon arrived at the restaurant, she gave her name straight away and the waitress led her to the private room Bluck had booked.

That booth was actually right next to the one they always sat in, and Bluck explained why in a text message, but as she passed by it, Cecilia Glendon couldn’t help but stop in her tracks to see who had taken an early seat for the day.

The waitress saw Cecilia Glendon suddenly stop and was about to call out when the door in front of Cecilia Glendon was suddenly opened.

The person inside also froze the moment she saw Cecilia Glendon and called out somewhat dumbly, “Miss Glendon?”

“Miss Lee … What a coincidence.”

The person standing in front of Cecilia Glendon is Sunny Lee.

Only at this time she is dressed slightly casual, should be with friends out to dinner kind.

Sunny Lee wanted to say something, but saw the waitress next to Cecilia Glendon and was too busy to shut up.

“You go ahead and get busy.” Cecilia Glendon turned her head to the waitress.

“Okay, Miss Glendon.”

Only after the waiter left did Cecilia Glendon say to Sunny Lee, “Come here to eat?”

“Yeah, got a date with a friend.” Sunny Lee smiled, “Where’s Miss Glendon?”

“Come over for dinner with my master, he hasn’t arrived yet.” Cecilia Glendon said.

“So …” Sunny Lee wanted to say something else, but her eyes suddenly lifted behind Cecilia Glendon, “Mr. Benson, you’re here. ”

Mr. Benson …

Cecilia Glendon’s body stiffened and she subconsciously looked back.

Abbott Benson is wearing a silver gray suit today, his long form slowly walking towards them, his slender legs wrapped in suit pants, his leather shoes just under his feet on the floor, making a light sound.

The expression on his face was as cold as ever, and even when he saw Cecilia Glendon, he didn’t warm up half as much.