Chapter 90 He’s sick
The studio hadn’t had any orders lately, and with Hedy Clark keeping an eye on the renovation side the whole time, she could say she had nothing to do at all.
When she arrived at Debby White’s office, she was in the conference room talking to her client about something.
Cecilia Glendon had come to her office often before, so she was familiar with it now, and she took a book from the summer holidays and read it in her hand.
She actually thought about talking to Abbott Benson about her studio, but then she thought about what Mr. Benson had said to her earlier.
She may not have asked for money with Abbott Benson, but she didn’t refuse his help at all.
How is this any different from those who beg for money?
And the Taylor bank card that Abbott Benson gave her before she had to return it before it was too late, although she hadn’t touched a penny, but now she was holding it in her hand always felt like a hot potato.
Cecilia Glendon was thinking about something with her book when Debby White finally finished her work and returned to her office.
“Cecilia.” As soon as she walked in, she saw Cecilia Glendon thinking about something, and was so absorbed that she didn’t even notice her coming in.
“Ah … you’re back.” Hearing Debby White’s voice Cecilia Glendon came back to her senses, she hurriedly put the book down, “very busy lately?”
It is reasonable to say that there should not be many divorce lawsuits, but Debby White always has cases to take.
“Fine.” Debby White sat down in her chair and pinched her brow, “It’s just after the entrance exams, and many couples choose this time of year to get divorced.”
“Have some water.” Cecilia Glendon poured her a glass of water and handed it to her, “Then you’re so busy, you don’t have to drink with me this afternoon.”
Debby White heard this and stopped to drink the water and asked, “What did Oswin Garcia say to you?”
Cecilia Glendon only drank when she was irritable, but even Debby White could feel that she rarely drank anymore, so why was she drinking again today for good reason?
“He said he wanted to make up with me.” Cecilia Glendon gave a mocking laugh, “Does he think I’m a fool, or does he think he’s a fool.”
“I think it’s making a fool of himself.” Debby White analyzed in a serious way, “But I’m not saying that Oswin Garcia is really lacking, it’s only been with Crystal Taylor for a long time and he’s coming back to you to say that.”
“Crystal Taylor is a lady with a temper, he can serve it.” Cecilia Glendon said, “She dared to give me a look even when I was her boss, not to mention Oswin Garcia.”
And, Oswin Garcia is now in an even more awkward situation, Crystal Taylor knows that Oswin Garcia is cheating on her to be with her, so after the two of them get married, Crystal Taylor must be the same as those third party to prevent theft, afraid that Oswin Garcia was hooked up with someone, right?
“This pair of psychopaths ignore them, they can come together is considered to remove a pest for the country.”
Debby White said, “How are you and the Benson Master doing?”
“Fine.” Cecilia Glendon answered with a bit of force.
Debby White raised an eyebrow: “You don’t have to pretend in front of me, do you?”
Cecilia Glendon opened her mouth to tell her about Master Benson, but then she thought about what happened at the studio last time, and if Debby White knew about it, she would have told Abbott Benson as soon as she turned around.
“Don’t ask, I’m just a little tired lately, but otherwise I’m fine.”
Cecilia Glendon went straight to the sofa and lay down, “I’ll take a nap, remember to call me after work.”
“Go to sleep.” Debby White nodded her head.
Cecilia Glendon does not say things, she also can not force out.
In the evening Debby White accompanied her to have a few drinks and wanted to enjoy herself, but Abbott Benson called.
“Why aren’t you home yet?” Abbott Benson thought it was late enough to go back, but I didn’t expect Cecilia Glendon to be home when I got back.
“Out with Debby White.” Hearing Abbott Benson’s voice, Cecilia Glendon felt some aggravation for no reason, is the kind of, aggravated when suddenly saw the person you trust, the heart can not suppress the sourness.
“When are you coming back? Send me the address, I will come to pick you up.” Abbott Benson said.
“Okay.” Cecilia Glendon was now eager to see Abbott Benson, so she sent her address directly, and then dragged Debby White to wait outside.
“Heterosexual guy, it’s obvious that you asked me to come out for a drink, but actually drink two drinks and then leave?” Debby White grunted, “Don’t call me next time.”
“I’m sorry.” Cecilia Glendon said helplessly, “Next time I’ll make sure you have a good time.”
“You can’t, with the Benson Master around, how could he let you drink all the time?”
The two of them were chatting with each other when Abbott Benson’s car appeared in their sight.
Abbott Benson walked towards Cecilia Glendon as soon as she got out of the car, and frowned slightly when he smelled the faint smell of alcohol on her body: “Been drinking?”
“Only a little.” Cecilia Glendon gestured with her hand, “Really, just a little.”
Just a little bit of drinking today is a little bit of brain fog, which is something she didn’t expect.
“That what, I’ll leave you to it.” Debby White spoke up at the right time to the two of them.
“I’ll walk you.” Abbott Benson glanced at Debby White, “It’s very late.”
“That’s okay, it’s not far from my house.” Debby White waved her hand and stopped a car directly on the side of the road after she finished, “I’m leaving ah.”
“Be careful on the road.” Cecilia Glendon admonished, “Remember to text me when you get home.”
“Okay, got it.” Debby White responded and then got in her car.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.
After waiting for her to leave, Abbott Benson asked Cecilia Glendon, “Is it a good walk?”
“That’s for sure.” Cecilia Glendon nodded, “Have you eaten?”
“I ate.”
“I didn’t eat …” Cecilia Glendon deflated, “I’m hungry now.”
“Then go eat.” Abbott Benson helped her to the car, “I know a place that’s good.”
“Is it far?”
“Not far.”
Today Cecilia Glendon was like a child, not only her voice was soft, even her nature was not quite the same as usual.
While eating, Cecilia Glendon suddenly stopped after a few bites, then rested her chin on her chopsticks: “Today Oswin Garcia came to see me, and guess what he told me?”
Hearing the name Oswin Garcia, the tip of Abbott Benson’s eyebrows subconsciously furrowed: “What did he say to you?”
“He said he wanted to make up with me.” At this point, Cecilia Glendon laughed out loud herself, “Do you think he’s out of his mind? Now he comes to me and says he wants to make up.”
“Sick indeed.” Abbott Benson said coolly.
“And he threatened to expose my relationship with you. What’s he going to do if he blows the whistle on something that’s not even solid, who’s going to believe it?”
She said, trying to lift her glass of wine, only to have Abbott Benson snatch it away before it reached her mouth and shove a glass of white water into her hand.
“You’re already drunk.”
“Not drunk at all.” Cecilia Glendon nodded discontentedly.