Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

Bluck told Cecilia Glendon to go back and think about it, and she was bored by herself for a long time without an answer.

When Debby White got home from work, Cecilia Glendon was already home, sitting in the living room wondering what she was thinking about, with a very deep look on her face.

“Hey!” Debby White jolted up to Cecilia Glendon and startled her.

Cecilia Glendon was really startled too: “What’s up, coming back and scaring me?”

“What are you thinking about? It’s getting to be a contemplator.” Debby White laughs at her.

“Let me ask you a question.” Cecilia Glendon saw her and subconsciously tried to ask her about her own trip to Milan.

“Go ahead.”

“If …” Cecilia GlendonTaylor mouth then wanted to say that thing to Debby White, but before she could say it, she suddenly remembered that if Debby White knew about it, then Abbott Benson must also soon know it.

But she doesn’t want Abbott Benson to know now, and she doesn’t want the Brown’s people to know.

“Say it.” Debby White was still waiting for Cecilia Glendon’s words, but after waiting for a while without hearing her voice, she couldn’t resist prodding.

“It’s okay.” Cecilia Glendon shook her head, “It’s all right.”

“It’s really okay?” Debby White stared at her suspiciously.

“It’s really okay.” Cecilia Glendon smiled a little, “Go make dinner.”This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Debby White huffed.

This person, hanging a good appetite ah.

Cecilia Glendon tickled her curiosity so much that Debby White spent the whole night thinking about it.

By the end of the day Cecilia Glendon was going to bed, and Debby White was still in her room.

“Are you sleeping or not? If not, get out.” Cecilia Glendon kicked people out.

“I’m just curious as to what you were going to say.” Debby White cocked her head and asked, “Are you going on another blind date? Or have you already been matched and want to be together?”

“You’ve got a big brain.” Cecilia Glendon rolled her eyes, “I didn’t go on a blind date.”

“Is that the last blind date?” Debby White asked.

Cecilia Glendon sighs helplessly.

She actually hasn’t had much contact with Garry Dong since she made it clear to him last time, and if Debby White hadn’t mentioned it this time, she would have forgotten what Garry Dong looked like.

“No, don’t you dare guess.” Cecilia Glendon pulled Debby White out of her bed and pushed her outside, “Get your ass out of here, I’m sleepy.”

“Eh …” Debby White was shut out by Cecilia Glendon before she could finish her sentence.

Cecilia Glendon ignored her, turned off the light and went to bed, covering herself in the covers with a soft sigh.

If Debby White knew she was leaving, she’d probably be up in arms again for a while.

In fact, Cecilia Glendon understands very well in her own mind that the reason she chose not to tell anyone is because she has already decided.

It was decided to go to Milan.

Bluck is right, this opportunity is rare, if she refuses this time, then maybe there is no such opportunity in the future.

She had already refused once, and she would be a fool to refuse again this time.

And, it’s only one year, the big deal is to stay unhappy, hugging Bluck’s thighs and begging, they will come back.

A few moments later, Cecilia Glendon sank down and a little tear spilled out of the corner of her eye.

Although there is still a month to go, but the idea of leaving is already set, Cecilia Glendon in the end is still reluctant to leave.

…

So the next morning, Debby White woke up to a hearty breakfast.

She rubbed her eyes and looked at Cecilia Glendon who was still standing in the kitchen busily, “Holy shit, what time did you get up?”

“Six o’clock.” Cecilia Glendon came out with two bowls of porridge, “Come and eat, so you can go to work afterwards.”

“What are you doing up so early?” Debby White sat down at the table even though she was still confused.

“Couldn’t sleep, so I simply got up.” Cecilia Glendon said, “Have you been busy lately?”

“It’s okay.” Debby White looked at her suspiciously, “Why are you asking that all of a sudden?”

“Just a sudden urge to ask.” Cecilia Glendon smiled, “Come on, eat.”

Debby White’s offness last night carried over into this morning, especially now that Cecilia Glendon is still acting so erratically.

But until she left for work after breakfast, Debby White didn’t ask what was wrong with Cecilia Glendon today.

After parting ways with Debby White downstairs, Cecilia Glendon drove straight to the studio.

She arrived very early, and no one else in the studio was here yet except Susan.

Cecilia Glendon stepped into the studio and was in a slight trance when she saw Susan sitting in her seat.

“Sister Cecilia Glendon, there you are.” Susan called out to her.

“Hmm.” Cecilia Glendon looked back and nodded, “Coming so early.”

“I came over early if I couldn’t sleep.” Susan rubbed her head.

“And don’t put too much pressure on yourself, you still have to let your brain relax when appropriate.” Cecilia Glendon said.

“Got it.” Susan said.

Cecilia Glendon didn’t say anything more, and after taking out her things and gazing at them in thought, she started the day’s work.

She had an appointment with Sunny Lee today to see the final draft, so she drove to Sunny Lee’s place with the draft and the proofs when it was almost time for the appointment.

Sunny Lee also doesn’t know if she switched from Duke’s hotel to another one to keep Cecilia Glendon from being embarrassed. Whether she meant to or not, Cecilia Glendon has her to thank.

When we arrived at the hotel to meet Sunny Lee, her agent was rarely enthusiastic and poured coffee for Cecilia Glendon.

“It’s hard work, coming over in such a cold day.” The broker smiled.

“It’s okay, it’s my job.” Cecilia Glendon said softly.

She said, handing Sunny Lee what she had brought over to see.

Sunny Lee took it and looked at it for a moment, then nodded, “Okay, that’s it.”

She had a casual tone.

Cecilia Glendon raised the tip of her eyebrow, “No closer look?”

“I trust you.” Sunny Lee laughed, “I’ve worn so many dresses designed by you, what else am I careful about.”

This is the trust Sunny Lee has in Cecilia Glendon.

Cecilia Glendon’s heart felt like a warm current had been injected into it: “Thank you.”

“However, in the future, your gown, I guess you will have to find another designer.”

Sunny Lee froze, and even her agent froze for a moment.

“Why?” Sunny Lee asked.

“I may have to leave.” When facing Sunny Lee, Cecilia Glendon didn’t hide it, as Sunny Lee would know sooner or later anyway.

“Leave?” Sunny Lee was puzzled, “Where are you going?”

“Go study abroad for a year.” Cecilia Glendon said.

“One year ah …” Sunny Lee frowned, “that …”

She seemed to be about to ask something, but thought better of it.

Cecilia Glendon spoke up in her place, “This is something that I have told only you, so I would like you to help me keep it a secret.”

Sunny Lee was a little helpless: “That means that Mr. Benson can’t be told either.”

“Please.” Cecilia Glendon lowered her eyes.

“Got it.” Sunny Lee pinched her brow, “I thought … thought you guys would make up.”

Her voice was shallow, but everyone in the room could hear it.

Cecilia Glendon smiled, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll leave you to it.”