Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

It’s not for nothing that the saying goes that you gain three pounds on camera.

And Cecilia Glendon is just afraid that people in the studio will see that she is the same person as in the photo, so today she also specially tied up her long curly hair that she often wears, and the whole person looks much fresher.

“Yeah.” Cecilia Glendon’s heart is already rippling, but the surface is still calm, “really look like me? I was so busy moving yesterday that I didn’t look closely at that photo.”

“There is a little …” Hedy Clark nodded, “but now that I look at it, it doesn’t look like much.”

“Come on, why don’t you spend more time on your work with this gossip?” Cecilia Glendon waved her out, “Get busy, I have to catch up on Miss Hall’s designs, and you can tell your staff not to be too lazy and finish their orders on time, so as not to ruin my studio’s reputation, which won’t do anyone any good.”NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Hedy Clark said, “Well, I’ll be out of here, Cecilia Glendon, take your time.”

Cecilia Glendon nodded in response, and then took out her half-drawn design.

She already had Jamie Hall’s measurements, and now she could start making them if she was satisfied with the design.

But Abbott Benson’s side …

Cecilia Glendon was in a bit of a bind, it looked like he was a bit reluctant to cooperate.

In fact, to be honest, Cecilia Glendon so while designing a dress for Jamie Hall, himself while tangled with Abbott Benson, quite sorry Jamie Hall.

With this guilty feeling until the end of the day, Cecilia Glendon did not work overtime, and the design was ready to be brought home to draw, except that she just went downstairs to the underground parking lot when she saw a person standing by her car.

Frank Brown, who had been rejected by Cecilia Glendon last time, was here again, and she didn’t have to think about why.

Cecilia Glendon tightened her eyebrows: “Frank Brown, I have made it very clear to you that there is nothing between you and me, so please don’t come to me again.”

Before Frank Brown could speak, he was blocked by Cecilia Glendon’s cold words, and a hurt expression appeared on his face: “Cecilia, I just want to say a few words to you, do you have to treat me with such an attitude?

“Then what other attitude do you want me to treat you with?” Cecilia Glendon sneered, “Frank Brown, don’t you understand my temper?”

Frank Brown sighed helplessly, “Let’s find a place to sit down and talk, I promise, after this time, I will never come to you again.”

Cecilia Glendon narrowed her eyes, as if pondering the truth of his statement: “Are you serious?”

If it was true, then it didn’t matter if she talked to him.

She didn’t want to see him all the time anymore either.

“Really.” Frank Brown nodded.

“Let’s go.”

Cecilia Glendon took the lead and headed outside; the underground parking lot was not the place to talk after all.

And Frank Brown saw Cecilia Glendon’s compromising attitude a heart relaxed a little.

The two of them found a cafe outside and sat down.

“What do you want to drink?” Frank Brown asked.

“Nothing.” Cecilia Glendon said faintly, “You hurry up and talk, I have to go home after that.”

A glum look crossed Frank Brown’s face and he could only order a cup of coffee and a glass of water for Cecilia Glendon.

After the waiter left, he looked at Cecilia Glendon and said, “I’m divorced from Lisa.”

Cecilia Glendon was stunned and looked at Frank Brown with some surprise, not reacting for a moment.

She did not expect Frank Brown’s first words to be this.

Lisa Myron is Frank Brown’s wife, married for more than two years, a girl he met after going abroad, came back to China to get married, but after getting married and leaving the country, she never met Lisa Myron, but heard Cecilia Glendon’s mother mention it, a beautiful and virtuous-looking woman.

“Lisa was nice, but I didn’t love her.” Frank Brown said softly, “Cecilia , I came back this time for you.”