Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

How could she have forgotten about it.

Shortly before the engagement ceremony Abbott Benson had been photographed leaving his apartment with a woman and then repudiating the engagement party, it was easy to draw the public’s attention to the woman in the photo.

Not many, if any, people know it’s Cecilia Glendon, but Jamie Hall certainly does.

If she had the intention to put the news to the media, Cecilia Glendon would soon be fleshed out.

Cecilia Glendon’s heart panicked at the thought of this: “Do you think I’ll be able to stay in Greenwich if they really pick me up?”

Debby White analyzed the situation carefully and said, “I’m afraid not. You know the internet is so full of people that they could find your home and turn you in.”

That was Cecilia Glendon’s biggest fear.

If the finger is really pointed at her, then everything about the Brown will also be revealed.

She didn’t care about the rest of the Brown, but Allen Brown and Cecilia Glendon’s mother … were innocent.

Thinking about it, Cecilia Glendon’s eyes snapped: “Gotta stop her.”

Gotta stop this before Jamie Hall says any more!

“How?” Debby White asked, “From what you’ve told me about Jamie Hall, she’s the kind of person who’s used to tactics, and with her family’s power, I’m afraid no one can stop her. Moreover, this matter is now fermenting like this, has almost reached the tipping point, if she reveals something else, that is the fuse.”

“I understand.” Cecilia Glendon said calmly, “So I have to find Abbott Benson.”

If anyone could stop Jamie Hall, then Abbott Benson was one of them.

“That’s fine.” Debby White said.

After hanging up the phone with Debby White, Cecilia Glendon called Abbott Benson directly.

The caller was quickly answered: “Hello.”

“Where are you?” Cecilia Glendon asked, “I need to see you.”

“Now?” Abbott Benson’s tone was a bit surprised.

Cecilia Glendon just felt strange, thinking he was doing something unseemly, and her voice cooled down, “I need to talk to you about that thing on the news, and if it’s not convenient for you, then we’ll talk when it is.”

“In that case …” Abbott Benson hesitated for a moment, “Come over here then.”

Cecilia Glendon was then given an address as well as a hotel room number.

Cecilia Glendon although the heart strange, but in the end did not think too much, hung up the phone and then directly took his bag and left the studio, and then drove to the place he said.

The Caesar Hotel is the best hotel in Greenwich, and the most people here are also celebrities. Cecilia Glendon drove downstairs to the hotel, handed the car to someone to park it, and went up to the floor Abbott Benson said.

She searched for a while, stopped when she found the room, took a deep breath, and raised her hand to knock on the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

A very light footstep came from inside the room, and then the door was opened. The person standing inside looked familiar, a girl with long hair and a delicate face, wearing a simple style of clothes, but Cecilia Glendon could see that it was the latest summer brand, and it looked especially good on her.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Cecilia Glendon was a bit face blind, only thought the girl in front of her looked familiar, but could not remember who she was.

“You’re here to see my brother, right?” The girl spoke up.

Cecilia Glendon was stunned: “You are …?”

“My name is Helen Benson,” she said with little expression on her face, “Come in.”

Helen Benson …

Inside Cecilia Glendon’s head came the thought that Abbott Benson had told her earlier about having a sister who went to college in another city.

Helen Benson gave her the feeling of Qingli Yaran, but Helen Benson’s pajamas … are on the side of the very sexy kind, it seems that her heart is more mature, right?

Originally thought to be only Abbott Benson a person, this time after seeing Helen Benson, Cecilia Glendon came full of anger also all disappeared.

She followed Helen Benson into the hotel room, which was large, and Abbott Benson was sitting in the living room working on something, with a computer on his lap, and when he heard footsteps, he looked up and said, “Sit down first, we’ll talk later.”

This left Cecilia Glendon a little overwhelmed, and she had to take a seat across from him.

Helen Benson went and poured her a glass of water, and Cecilia Glendon thanked her, then she sat back down and took out her book to read.

The room was quiet, with only the sound of Abbott Benson tapping on the keyboard and Helen Benson flipping through her book, and Cecilia Glendon had the feeling that she was afraid to breathe heavily for fear of breaking the silence.

In order not to be embarrassed, she took her drawing board and pen out of her bag and slowly worked on her ideas for next season’s collection.

Originally anxious and anxious for answers, Cecilia Glendon was now so absorbed in her designs that she didn’t even know when Helen Benson had come over.

When she finished the first sketch, she frowned at it for a long time, felt dissatisfied and was about to tear it up when a voice rang out beside her: “Why do you want to tear it up?”

Cecilia Glendon’s hand stopped and she looked up at Helen Benson, who had sat next to her at some point, in surprise: “What?”

Helen Benson pointed to her drawing board, her expressionless face slightly puzzled: “I asked you, why did you tear it up? Wasn’t it a good drawing?”

“It wasn’t good.” Cecilia Glendon shook her head, “This is the new design for the next season, whether from creativity or style to be the latest and best.”

This is also the requirement Cecilia Glendon has always given herself, to not be compared to her peers, she can only force herself to do her best, which is why she can now become such a famous designer, and can become the closed disciple of Master Bluck.

“What’s your name?” Helen Benson asked her.

“Cecilia Glendon.”

“My name is Helen Benson.”

Helen Benson said, “I heard you are the designer of VVA.”

VVA is an acronym for Cecilia Glendon’s studio, and while she hasn’t made her brand as globally known as Bluck has, she is unknown in this country.

“Yes.” Cecilia Glendon replied.

“And what is your relationship with my brother?” Helen Benson looked her in the eye and suddenly asked.

Helen Benson is only 20 years old, but her mind is far more mature than 20 years old, for example, at this moment, her eyes are shrewd and firm, there is no trace of youthfulness to be found.

And when she asked this question, not only Cecilia Glendon froze for a moment, even Abbott Benson, who was handling official business, raised his eyes.

Cecilia Glendon couldn’t explain Helen Benson’s question. She couldn’t tell Helen Benson about her relationship with Abbott Benson because even she didn’t know.

“Helen Benson,” Abbott Benson said in a light voice, with a slight pressure in his voice, with a slight warning.

The aggressive look in Helen Benson’s eyes was finally withdrawn, and she glanced at her brother with some dissatisfaction: “I’m curious, can’t I ask?”

“No.” Abbott Benson closed the computer and put it aside, his face stern, “Go into the room.”