Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

Until she hung up the phone with Hedy Clark Cecilia Glendon’s mind was still confused and dizzy.

If she understood correctly, the so-called Miss Hall … was the Jamie Hall who was engaged to Abbott Benson in the news headlines, right?

After all, there is no other the Hall family in Greenwich.

Cecilia Glendon doesn’t know what Jamie Hall is looking for. Does she know that she and Abbott Benson used to be fuck buddies, so she’s here to ask for a favor?

If Jamie Hall really wants to pursue the case … Cecilia Glendon thought about the conversation she could possibly have with Jamie Hall:

[Leave him, fill in as much money as you want.] Miss Hall cold face will be a Taylor blank check pushed to Cecilia Glendon in front of.

The normal routine is that Cecilia Glendon will tear the check to shreds and talk a lot, followed by a song and dance with Abbott Benson to a love affair.

But alas, Cecilia Glendon has never been that kind of character.

Abbott Benson just gave her a sum of money, this Jamie Hall if she really give her a Taylor blank check, then she can this life do not have to work, directly at home to sleep on the money drunk and then to support countless white boy good.

Thinking about it, Cecilia Glendon sighed softly in the bottom of her heart.

** An hour later, Cecilia Glendon was at home.

An hour later, Cecilia Glendon returned to the studio and was greeted by Hedy Clark just after walking into the studio.

“Sister Cecilia Glendon, Miss Hall is waiting for you in the parlor.” Hedy Clark pointed in the direction of the parlor.

“Did she say what she was here for?” Cecilia Glendon asked, glancing at the parlor’s closed door.

Hedy Clark shook his head, “She didn’t say, but she seemed pretty happy to me. You saw the news this morning, right? Maybe it’s about that.”

The morning news …

Cecilia Glendon frowned, her doubts deepened, it can’t really be about that news.

“Go get busy.” Cecilia Glendon waved her hand to Hedy Clark and lifted her own feet towards the parlor.

The glass door, Cecilia Glendon walked in and saw Jamie Hall sitting on the leather sofa, elegant, long hair draped behind her head, wearing a slim, thin dress, white skin, Jamie Hall looks beautiful, belong to the kind of beautiful to the extent that people can not ignore.

When she saw Cecilia Glendon, she pursed her lips and smiled, saying softly, “You must be Miss Cecilia Glendon.”

She stood up and extended her hand to Cecilia Glendon, “Hi, I’m Jamie Hall.”

“Hello Miss Hall, it’s been a long time.” Cecilia Glendon shook her hand, “Please sit down.”

After the two were seated, Cecilia Glendon added, “I wonder if Miss Hall is here today, is there anything I can help you with?”

Asked for the reason, Jamie Hall’s face flew two blush: “It’s like this … I’m going to be engaged to the person I like soon, although it’s only an engagement, but I also want to leave myself unforgettable memories. I heard from a friend that Miss Cecilia Glendon has excellent skills and is the best fashion designer in Greenwich, that’s why I want to come to make an appointment with your side.”

Cecilia Glendon’s heart slightly trembled twice: So that’s it …

It’s ironic that she, Abbott Benson’s former fuck buddy, is designing the engagement dress for his future wife.

Cecilia Glendon was tempted to refuse, but another voice in her heart was screaming: Promise her, promise her! Let’s see the look on Abbott Benson’s face!

For no apparent reason, Cecilia Glendon felt a desire for revenge.

She just wanted to know what Abbott Benson would do when he saw that he was the designer of their engagement dress.

“Good.” Cecilia Glendon smiled gently, “Miss Hall, tell me your and your fiancé’s measurements and what you need for the dress, and I will design it as soon as possible.”

“If that’s the case that would be great.” Jamie Hall said happily.

Jamie Hall was much more innocent than Cecilia Glendon thought, and she was also very nice, not a big lady, Cecilia Glendon might have liked her if not for the fact that she was Abbott Benson’s fiancée.

After taking the deposit and sending Jamie Hall away, Cecilia Glendon went back to her office, opened a bottle of wine, poured a glass and walked to the window to look down.

From her position she could just see Jamie Hall standing by a parked car on the side of the road. The man in the driver’s seat opened the door and stepped down to let her open the door, Jamie Hall seemed to say something to the man, then smiled and bent down to get in.

Cecilia Glendon mouth some bitterness, she picked up a glass of wine and tilted her head to take a sip, the taste of alcohol in the mouth to disperse this feel better.

And the man closed the passenger door, turned around but suddenly looked up in her direction, even from a distance, Cecilia Glendon can see clearly at this time his Taylor handsome face.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Cecilia Glendon took the lead in averting her eyes and raised her hand to pull the curtain over to block the Taylor face of Abbott Benson.

Cecilia Glendon was a little disappointed that she didn’t see any expression of surprise on Abbott Benson’s face!

Probably far away.

She consoled herself with this.

After finishing her glass of wine, washing it and putting it back in the liquor cabinet, Cecilia Glendon sat down at her desk, laid out the paper and grabbed a brush, but had a feeling of not being able to start.

…

In the evening, when everyone in the studio was finished and ready to leave, Hedy Clark packed up his things and looked up through the glass wall to see Cecilia Glendon still sitting at her desk, her eyebrows furrowed, gripping her brush and drawing.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Knock, knock.

There was a knock on the office door.

Without looking up, Cecilia Glendon said, “Come in.”

“Sister Cecilia Glendon, still not finished?” Hedy Clark asked as he walked in.

“Not yet …” Cecilia Glendon looked up and tilted her neck back, she had been in this position for hours, she felt her neck was about to break, “It’s closing time, right? I’ll finish drawing this Taylor chart and then leave.”

“Then don’t be too late.” Hedy Clark said.

“Well, go ahead.” Cecilia Glendon nodded.

After Hedy Clark left, Cecilia Glendon moved her sore neck and went back to work on her drawings.

It was getting dark outside, and Cecilia Glendon was the only one in the studio with a light on.

As she was getting high on her drawing, a soft footstep sounded in her ear, and she didn’t react, thinking it was Hedy Clark.

It wasn’t until a tall, dark figure enveloped her that she sensed a hint of something amiss.

The pencil jerked to a halt, and Cecilia Glendon’s breath tightened a few notches before she could look up and hear the man standing in front of her say, “Why aren’t you off work this late?”

This voice …

Cecilia Glendon looked up and saw Abbott Benson standing in front of her desk against the light, sketching his figure a little blurred, but those dark, large eyes were oozingly bright.

It had only been a few hours since they had seen each other, but Cecilia Glendon felt like she had never seen him before.

Her throat tightened and she asked, “What are you doing here?”