Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

“What are you going to say?” Cecilia Glendon’s mother saw that she had a serious expression, as if she was about to say something of great importance.

“After the year, I’m going to Milan to study for a year.” Cecilia Glendon said.

“To Milan?” Cecilia Glendon’s mother froze for a moment, “Leaving right after New Year’s?”

Cecilia Glendon nodded, “Hmm.”

This is Cecilia Glendon’s own business, and she is talking to Cecilia Glendon’s mother now after she has decided to do so, purely to inform Cecilia Glendon’s mother, not to ask her to give her opinion.

Cecilia Glendon’s mother didn’t know what to say for a moment and froze for a while before she said, “So …”

Cecilia Glendon took a few sips of the hot tea before she felt the chill around her body was lifted.

She looks over at Cecilia Glendon’s mother, who doesn’t look too good.

“If you want to go, I’m in no position to stop it, but when you get there, be careful with everything.” Cecilia Glendon’s mother thought for a long time before she said so helplessly.

“Will be careful.” Cecilia Glendon said, “The teacher over there is a friend of Master’s, and she will take care of me.”

“That’s good.” Hearing this Cecilia Glendon’s mother’s heart eased a little.

“So this month, you’re moving back in, right?” Cecilia Glendon’s mother asked again, tentatively.

Not surprisingly, Cecilia Glendon still shook her head, “Mom, don’t make me.”

It wasn’t all Gail Brown’s fault that she didn’t return to the Brown.

She just felt that the Brown was not her home and she would not feel comfortable living here.

“I’m sorry …” Cecilia Glendon’s mother’s eyes dimmed, “Whatever you want then.”

Cecilia Glendon also did not speak again, only Steven quietly finished his cup of tea, and then retied the scarf that he had taken off before.

Cecilia Glendon’s mother saw her move and asked hurriedly, “Leaving?”

“It occurred to me that there were still some things to keep me busy.” Cecilia Glendon said.

“Then … wait a minute, I’ll go and fill you up with some of the pastries I made.” After saying that Cecilia Glendon’s mother did not wait for Cecilia Glendon’s reaction then immediately got up and went to the kitchen.

Cecilia Glendon looked at Cecilia Glendon’s mother’s back and sighed heartily.

Even though Cecilia Glendon has sort of made up with Cecilia Glendon’s mother, Cecilia Glendon’s mother treats her with care and caution.

Cecilia Glendon is not a good speaker, so she just looks at Cecilia Glendon’s mother’s caution and never says anything about it.

Cecilia Glendon’s mother packed two boxes of pastries and handed them to her with the words, “There are so many of you in the studio, so I packed some extra for you.

“Mom.” Cecilia Glendon squeezed her hand, “Enough already.”

Cecilia Glendon’s mother’s slightly red eyes glistened with water as she looked up at her, but she forced a smile: “I’m the one who talks too much, I guess, so go away and don’t delay your business.”

Cecilia Glendon didn’t say anything, just walked up and gave her a gentle hug.

She could clearly feel Cecilia Glendon’s mother’s body stiffen for a moment.

“Thank you, Mom.” Cecilia Glendon whispered so softly in her ear before letting go, taking the pastry from her hand and turning to go.

Long after Cecilia Glendon left Cecilia Glendon’s mother was still standing in place, stiffening her body, but the smile at the corner of her mouth was not forced.

“Madam, are the pastries still going to be made?” A subordinate came over and asked.

“Do it.” Cecilia Glendon’s mother lifted her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes, “Go.”

…

Cecilia Glendon did not return to the studio after leaving the Brown, she is now not involved in anything other than Sunny Lee’s dress, even if she is involved in the group, she is only assisting from the sidelines, so it does not matter if she goes back or not, she simply went home.

She was still early to get home and wasn’t busy cooking.

Cecilia Glendon’s mother made the pastry and she took a piece out to eat, it was a little sweet, she always hates sweets so she ate one piece and then put it all away.

When Debby White returned, she took a glance at the pastries in the living room.

“Oops hey, you went to get the pastry.” She ran to the coffee table in a flash and was about to take it out and eat it when she realized that something wasn’t quite right with the box of pastries.

What store has a box made so exquisite ah.

“Eh, where did you get this pastry?” Debby White shouted into the kitchen.

“My mom made it.” Cecilia Glendon replied without looking back.

Hearing this, Debby White pinched a piece and tossed it into her mouth as she walked toward the kitchen, “You went to the Brown?”

“Well, go over there and check it out.” Cecilia Glendon said.

“Auntie’s having a nice time.” Debby White leaned against the door and tsked twice.

“Yeah.” Cecilia Glendon, still looking down and chopping her own vegetables, said little, as if she was pondering something, and for a moment she suddenly said, “Debby White, I’m going to Milan next month.”

“To Milan? Go on.” Debby White didn’t care much, “Is it for some competition this time?”NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

“No.” Cecilia Glendon put the knife down, ran her hand under the faucet, washed it, then turned and looked at Debby White very calmly, “Went over to study and will be there for a year.”

Debby White was chewing on a pastry and froze: “A year?”

“Well.” Cecilia Glendon said, “Yesterday, actually wanted to talk to you about it.”

“Then why didn’t you say so?” The expression on Debby White’s face faded.

“On the fence about saying it, but now I think you’ll find out sooner or later.” Cecilia Glendon said.

Debby White’s lips twitched, “Is this your choice?”

“Sure.”

“Not to escape from anyone?”

“No.” Cecilia Glendon answered quickly, without any hesitation.

She’s not running away from anyone, no.

“You didn’t tell me yesterday because you were afraid I would tell the Benson Master about it.” Debby White looked at her and said, “So if you told me today, you weren’t afraid that I would go and tell the Benson Master?”

Cecilia Glendon smiled lightly: “Debby White, we’ve been friends for many years, and I trust you.”

Her words choked Debby White to surrender immediately.

Debby White looked at her for a long time before she ate the rest of the pastry with difficulty, swallowed it, and then turned to leave.

As she turned around, Cecilia Glendon heard her mouth curse something else.

“Debby White,” Cecilia Glendon called out to her, “I’m just going for a year.”

Debby White stood without turning around or speaking, and it was a long time before she resumed her steps, while the words drifted in, “A year is a long time, too.”

Debby White always felt that Cecilia Glendon would never return from this trip.

Maybe she thinks the Milan side is good and simply settles there?

Just thinking about it Debby White feels her eyes are sore and uncomfortable.

She said yesterday’s Cecilia Glendon how so strange, this morning is also, so abnormal … turns out to be all because to leave ah …

Debby White had resentment in her heart, and this resentment caused her to skip dinner.

Cecilia Glendon went to knock on the door several times and she didn’t answer.

Cecilia Glendon had to go and put all the dishes away and then go into the living room to watch TV.

The TV was showing a recent TV series, and although Cecilia Glendon was staring at it, her mind was not on it at all.

Debby White asked her earlier that she didn’t choose to go to Milan to escape from anyone, right?

She said no.

But, is she really not?