Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

Cecilia Glendon was still sitting in her office with a headache when she got the call from Murphy Smith.

She didn’t even react when she heard the phone ringing, and it was only when Steven Glendon reminded her that she heard it.

She picked up her phone with slight annoyance, and once she saw the name saved on it, she gave a “thump” in her heart.

Debby White, that guy, didn’t secretly call Murphy Smith behind her back, did he?

With this doubt in mind, Cecilia Glendon answered the phone.

“Cecilia Glendon,” Murphy Smith’s voice came through, “This is Murphy Smith.”

Cecilia Glendon’s mood seems to have improved, perhaps because she had so much on her mind that she didn’t even react to Murphy Smith’s change of address to her.

“Yicheng, what’s up, what’s wrong?”

“I’ve just heard about you from Sister Debby White.” Murphy Smith said openly.

Cecilia Glendon held her forehead, and she knew it.

“Don’t listen to your sister Debby White, it’s not as serious as she says, I can fix it myself.” Cecilia Glendon only had to say.

“You just don’t lie to me.” Murphy Smith laughed softly, “I know what things are like now, so I’m calling to help you.”

“It’s really not necessary.” Cecilia Glendon hurriedly said, “I can handle myself, and even if I can’t anymore, there’s still the baby’s father …”

At the mention of Abbott Benson, Cecilia Glendon’s voice drops a few more notches.

If she could really find Abbott Benson, why would she still be here in a hurry?

“I have a flight to August City in the afternoon, specifically, let’s meet and talk about it.” Although he was asking Cecilia Glendon’s opinion, his words had already set this up so that Cecilia Glendon couldn’t even refuse.

“That’s fine.” All Cecilia Glendon could say was, “Please, Issei.”

“You don’t have to be polite with me, I’m happy to help you.” Murphy Smith smiled faintly.

“Then send me your flight information and I’ll pick you up at the airport then.” Cecilia Glendon said.

“Good.” Murphy Smith didn’t refuse either.

The two fell silent again, Cecilia Glendon didn’t know what to say and Murphy Smith didn’t speak, and it was Cecilia Glendon who finally broke the silence.

“If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up now?”

“Good.” Murphy Smith said.

He waited for Cecilia Glendon’s side to hang up before taking the phone off his ear himself.

The phone screen soon went black, and he looked at the reflection inside the screen, and his eyebrows were slightly saved up.

His mind was still ringing with what he had said to his father when he spoke to him not long ago.

“You want me to help you with this, go ahead, I’ll help as soon as you come back.” Father said.

“Dad …” Murphy Smith closed his eyes, “You said you wouldn’t push me.”

“I’m not forcing you.” My father said lightly, “But now you are the one who is asking me, so it is not too much for me to make some demands.”

Murphy Smith thought for a long time and finally nodded, “I promise. But that thing, you must help me.”

“Good.” There was a hint of laughter in my father’s voice, “As long as you come back, no matter what, I promise you.”

…

Memories end here, Murphy Smith some headache pinched his brow.

He has always loved design, when he first studied in college against the wishes of his family chose this major, and then directly after graduation to Greenwich, so many years his father always said to let him go back to take over his class he was not moved, this time a rare occasion he had to beg his father, naturally refused to let go of this opportunity.

But Murphy Smith does not regret his decision to do this, because he knows he will have to go back sooner or later, now is just some time earlier.

*

Benson senior came to August City things Abbott Benson knew not late, he did not care at first, but when he knew Benson senior went to Cecilia Glendon after sitting down.

He went to the hotel where the old man was staying. In the hotel room, Master Benson was sitting on the sofa, slightly hunched over, and although his pale face did not seem to have much spirit, his eyes were still shining and he dared not ignore them.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

“What did you go to Cecilia Glendon about?” Abbott Benson asked in a cold voice as he stood in front of Benson senior.

The old man looked up at him, his tone was not salty: “What you don’t do, I do for you, what, are you looking for me to settle the score?”

The butler at the side looked at the pair of grandfather and grandson and grieved in his heart.

Five years ago they might have been able to sit down and talk, but since Cecilia Glendon left, it’s as if a war has been blown between the two of them, and every time they see each other, it’s like a war.

Butler clear, in fact, the old man is angry in his heart, angry Abbott Benson for a woman to the Benson family hundred years of the foundation of the whole almost to collapse, obviously five years ago he can still knead the grandson, but now the Benson family can be beaten to the ground.

Even Evans Benson and Jack Benson both could not remedy the situation.

If not for the fear that the Benson family bankruptcy forced the Benson old man to die of anger, Abbott Benson I’m afraid that the dying camel has already pressed the last straw.

“I told you, no touching them, mother and son!” Abbott Benson clenched his hands into fists, his gaze icy cold.

“That child, is the flesh and blood of my Benson family, and I forbid him to stay with that woman!” Benson senior said in a cold voice.

“I don’t care what you’re going to do, you’re dreaming if you want to take the baby away from her.” Abbott Benson said in no uncertain terms.

Master Benson’s body trembled with anger at his words, and he rose sharply from the sofa, his hand shaking uncontrollably as he gripped his cane: “Bastard! How dare you talk to me like that!”

No one in his life has ever dared to talk to him like that, except Abbott Benson!

“Anyway, what you’re about to do, you better call it quits, or I won’t be kind to the Benson family.”

Abbott Benson turned around and left the room after he finished speaking coldly.

The door was slammed with a loud “bang” as he was leaving.

Only after the loud noise disappeared, Benson senior fell down on the sofa with a jerk, his face white: “Reverse grandson!”

“Master!” The butler hurriedly came over and gently supported Master Benson, “Master, don’t blame the young master, the young master must have been angry with his mouth and didn’t mean to speak out against him.”

“He just did it on purpose!” Old man Benson covered his chest, his face was so angry that there was no blood on it, “That rebellious grandson! After all these years, he hasn’t improved at all! What is so good about that woman!”

The butler wanted to say something in his heart, but opened his mouth and finally said nothing.

…

Murphy Smith’s flight left after 3 p. m. and arrived in August City at almost 6 p. m. Cecilia Glendon brought Steven Glendon downstairs to pick him up at the airport before 5 p. m.

But the two just out of the building saw a car parked outside, a strange car, Cecilia Glendon froze when she saw it, she thought of the morning the Benson old man waiting for her, some bad feeling in her heart.

She was trying to lead Steven Glendon around the car when the driver’s side window came down.