Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

She hates third parties! So she won’t be a third party to anyone herself!

Abbott Benson’s chest was still heaving with anger, he looked at that Taylor bank card handed over by Cecilia Glendon, and his eyes looked like they were going to zipping out fire: “Good for you, you’re really good!”

After saying that, he turned around angrily and walked away, not even taking the bank card that Cecilia Glendon handed over.

Cecilia Glendon watched him leave the office before collapsing into a chair and breathing heavily.

She really did not expect Abbott Benson to come to her suddenly, she was not at all prepared.

But … he was probably worried that his presence would cause some kind of misunderstanding between him and Jamie Hall.

Thinking of this, Cecilia Glendon’s heart was bitter for a few more minutes.

After being disturbed by Abbott Benson, Cecilia Glendon was in no mood to draw designs, so she simply asked Debby White to go to the bar for a drink.

Debby White was going to rest, but was summoned out by Cecilia Glendon with a phone call. When she arrived, Cecilia Glendon was already sitting alone in a large private room drinking.

“No, what have you been stimulated by? Even if you are stimulated by the divorce then your reaction time is too slow, right?” Debby White walked over and put her bag down, asking her suspiciously.

“Who says you can’t drink if you’re not stimulated?”

Cecilia Glendon gave her a sidelong glance and handed her a bottle of wine: “Drink or not?”

“I’ll have a bottle with you. I didn’t drive here on purpose.” Debby White took a sip.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Cecilia Glendon, with her heart sinking, finished the bottom of the bottle and said lightly, “Jamie Hall went to my studio today.”

“What?!” Debby White almost swallowed a mouthful of wine and got it stuck in her throat, “No way, why did she come to the studio to see you? To tear you apart?”

“I thought so at first, but no one knows about me and Abbott Benson but you.” Cecilia Glendon said.

“You can say a word that will kill you, so what the hell is she doing there? Did she come to you to place an order?” Debby White rolled her eyes.

Cecilia Glendon didn’t say anything, just looked at her quietly.

Debby White gave a start, her face full of disbelief: “No way … really asked you to design a dress?”

“I’d like to say no, but there’s no reason to say no.” Cecilia Glendon sighed.

“Then you will have more chances to meet with Abbott Benson in the future …” Debby White tsked twice, “If you ask me, you two are probably destined for each other. Otherwise the Benson Master is so big a god, how can it be you abducted sex.”

“Fate …” Cecilia Glendon didn’t know what came to mind and sneered, “From now on, I’ll never believe in fate again.”

What fate, it’s all shit!

“You can’t kill a boatload of people, there are still good ones behind this, you’re only 25 years old, a great year is still waiting for you.”

“Oh, come on, that’s all you need to say to comfort you singles.”

Cecilia Glendon drank her bottle of wine in one gulp and felt her lower abdomen cringe.

Cecilia Glendon had been to this bar often before, and although she was a little drunk, she was able to find her way to the bathroom easily.

She staggered to the bathroom and was just about to go in when she heard the sound of a woman talking inside, and one of the voices was familiar to Cecilia Glendon.

“Are you okay with this? Don’t get caught by the Benson Master.”

“Of course it’s okay! I don’t believe the Benson Master will not take the bait!” This was Gail Brown’s voice.