Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

Cecilia Glendon nods approvingly.

Abbott Benson that nature, it is absolutely possible.

Somehow, Cecilia Glendon is suddenly glad she Abbott Benson is not in the company anymore.

Separated from Moses Walker at Duke’s door, he offered to drop Cecilia Glendon off and refused.

It wasn’t until after she got in the car and left that she remembered what Moses Walker had been about to say to her that Jamie Hall interrupted.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

She forgot to ask Moses Walker what he was going to say, but it was quickly forgotten as she was now going to meet with Murphy Smith and Susan.

*

Debby White took Steven Glendon to some of Greenwich’s famous attractions, not a holiday, so not many people, after a morning of fun, Debby White took him to dinner, taking into account that children like to eat KFC type, she asked Steven Glendon:

“Want to go to KFC?”

When asking this, the two stopped right in front of a KFC.

Steven Glendon scanned the KFC store and said, “Junk food.”

Debby White: “…”

Did she get the wrong script? How come Steven Glendon doesn’t play by the rules?

“Don’t eat this … Then what do you want to eat?” Debby White asked patiently.

“Chinese food, I guess.” Steven Glendon says, “It’s not often you get to eat Chinese food abroad.”

Debby White froze, “What, your mom doesn’t cook for you?”

“Mom works a lot.” Steven Glendon said lightly, “She doesn’t even have time to eat herself when she’s busy.”

So let’s not even talk about cooking and eating on your own.

Even if there are times when she cooks at home, Cecilia Glendon chooses simple Western meals.

“Ugh.” Debby White listened to Steven Glendon’s words and sighed softly, not knowing whether to pity Steven Glendon or to feel sorry for Cecilia Glendon.

“Come on, let’s go get some Chinese food.” Debby White held Steven Glendon’s tiny hand, “In China, it’s all about Chinese food!”

Debby White took Steven Glendon to a Chinese restaurant she used to go to, an old-fashioned restaurant that makes the best food.

During the meal Debby White didn’t eat much, she kept giving Steven Glendon food and telling him to eat more.

Steven Glendon, seeing that his bowl was barely filling up, said, “Aunt Debby White, do you have any questions for me?”

Debby White’s hand lurched and looked at Steven Glendon with some surprise.

Steven Glendon’s eyes are dark and big, very bright, and at the moment is staring at Debby White, surprisingly look at her heart have a little bit of weakness.

“No.” Debby White raised her lips to hide her embarrassment at being poked in the center, “Why do you ask?”

Steven Glendon said leisurely, “When some uncles abroad wanted to chase my mother, they would invite me to dinner alone and then do the same act as you.”

Debby White heckled, “I’m not chasing your mom.”

“That’s why I’m asking if you have any questions for me.” Steven Glendon said.

Debby White has some desire to crack Steven Glendon’s head open and see what he’s got in there that’s so smart.

Debby White does have questions to ask Steven Glendon, originally intended to let him eat and drink before asking himself, but at the moment he took the initiative to ask, but Debby White somehow do not know how to speak.

“It’s not really a big deal …” Debby White gulped, “I just want to know, do you know much about your dad, do you?”

Debby White is of the opinion that if Abbott Benson wants to reconcile with Cecilia Glendon, Steven Glendon’s hurdle must be passed.

But it is clear that Steven Glendon seems to be a bit cold towards Abbott Benson, the father.

“I don’t know how to count as much, if it’s knowing what happened between him and my mother, then I should be considered more aware.” When Steven Glendon said this, he put the chopsticks down in his hand and then took a tissue to wipe the corner of his mouth, in the manner of a small gentleman.

“So, do you think it’s possible for your parents to get back together?” Debby White asked with a smile.

“It’s not up to me to say whether we can get back together or not.” Steven Glendon put his hands on his lap, his back straight, “And, as far as I know, he’s still married, right?”

Debby White froze for a moment at the seriousness of his tone, and then mentally cursed Cecilia Glendon.

Cecilia Glendon really doesn’t think Steven Glendon is a child, does she? Tell him all these things!

“It was married, but he didn’t get married by choice in the first place.” Debby White patiently explained, “I won’t say much more as to why I got married, your mother should have told you.”

Steven Glendon was silent and did not speak.

Debby White wanted to say something, but when she saw the look on Steven Glendon’s face, she didn’t know what to say for a while.

This kind of thing is a bit cruel for a child who is only four years old.

In the end, it’s all about the adults, and it’s already unfair to him to involve him, and if he has to be used again to get Abbott Benson to make up with Cecilia Glendon, Debby White herself can’t do this evil.

And Debby White also noted that from beginning to end Steven Glendon addressed Abbott Benson with only a he to represent.

Steven Glendon is not averse to being told that Abbott Benson is his father, but he himself has never called Abbott Benson Dad.

It was his attitude of neither accepting nor rejecting that gave Debby White the most headaches.

It’s really Cecilia Glendon’s child, her bones are stubborn, and she has learned her character to the letter.

“Come on, eat up, let’s not talk about it.” Debby White held down the corner of her brow to lift the page.

…

When I got home in the evening, Cecilia Glendon was already back, and Debby White was cooking dinner when she arrived home with Steven Glendon.

Debby White smells the food as soon as she opens the door.

“That’s a long time to lose that smell.” Debby White chuckled.

“Back.” Cecilia Glendon, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the door open, put down the work in her hand and came out, seeing Debby White carrying a big bag in, “Didn’t you go out to play, why are you carrying so much stuff back?”

“Let’s go shopping when we’re done.” Debby White handed half of the bag to Cecilia Glendon, “Toys for Steven, he wouldn’t be playing games on his computer if you didn’t buy him toys.”

Cecilia Glendon huffed, remembering the look of disgust on Steven Glendon’s face when she had to buy him a toy.

She glanced behind Debby White at Steven Glendon, and saw helplessness on his face.

Cecilia Glendon couldn’t help but laugh: “You’re buying too much here.”

“Where’s more, I see just the right amount.” Debby White laid out the items she had bought, one by one, while describing them to Cecilia Glendon.

Debby White was being kind, so Cecilia Glendon didn’t say anything, and after watching for a while, she turned around and went into the kitchen to continue cooking.

Halfway through doing so, Debby White dashed in.

“I forgot to ask you if you knew the outcome of Oswin Garcia’s execution in the first place?”

The name Oswin Garcia popped up in Cecilia Glendon’s ears and she nearly cut her finger with a shaky hand.

“What’s the result?” She asked, putting down her knife.

“Sentenced to four years.” Debby White said, “Released a year ago, then left Greenwich, and I don’t know where he is now.”

Oswin Garcia was an attempted murderer in the first place, and his sentence was not much heavier.

“Oh.” To this, Cecilia Glendon simply responded indifferently.