Chapter 95 The Holy Father
“All right then.” Cecilia Glendon’s mother didn’t force her anymore, “Drive carefully on the road.”Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.
“Got it.” Cecilia Glendon nodded her head.
“Come on, I’ll watch you go.” Cecilia Glendon’s mother slammed the car door shut and smiled at her.
Seeing the smile on Cecilia Glendon’s mother’s face, Cecilia Glendon’s heart inexplicably felt a little sour.
She took a deep breath to suppress the strange feeling before starting the car and leaving.
In the rearview mirror, Cecilia Glendon’s mother was nowhere to be seen before Cecilia Glendon retracted her gaze and looked ahead. The car suddenly changed lanes and came across her.
Cecilia Glendon was forced to apply the brakes.
Frank Brown got out of the driver’s seat and approached her.
Cecilia Glendon bit her lower lip and opened the door to get out of the car: “Frank Brown, you know that was dangerous! Do you know what would have happened if I hadn’t had time to hit the brakes!”
“It wouldn’t have.” Frank Brown smiled faintly, “I taught you driving skills, I trust you.”
That’s right, Cecilia Glendon learned to drive when she was in college, she enrolled in driving school at that time but Frank Brown taught her most of it …
It was a time that Cecilia Glendon didn’t want to touch, but every time she ran into Frank Brown, he always had a way of making her think about it.
“What’s the matter with you?” Cecilia Glendon didn’t want to dwell on it with him.
“You haven’t been back to the Brown in a long time.” Frank Brown said.
“Your sister is dying for me not to come back.” Cecilia Glendon’s mouth curled up in a sneer.
Frank Brown wrinkled his brow: “Gail doesn’t know any better, so don’t bother with her.”
There it is again, that phrase again.
When Cecilia Glendon was living in the Brown, whenever Gail Brown did something outrageous, Frank Brown would always say something like Gail is still young, so don’t bother with her.
At that time, Cecilia Glendon liked Frank Brown and could put up with Gail Brown for him, which caused Gail Brown to think that she was a good bully and was getting more and more aggressive over the years.
But now it’s different, Cecilia Glendon see Gail Brown dislike is to dislike, dislike until she cries.
Don’t take it personally or anything? Dream on.
“That’s your sister, it’s normal for you to take care of her, but she’s not my sister, so why should I not bother with her if she offends me?” Cecilia Glendon said disdainfully, “Master Taylor, please do me a favor and go back to discipline your sister, don’t let her wander around in front of my eyes all day.”
“Cecilia, was it you who did the kidnapping of Gail last time?” Frank Brown originally did not believe that Cecilia Glendon would do this, but now seeing Cecilia Glendon’s attitude towards Gail Brown, he began to have some doubts.
Cecilia Glendon smiled lightly: “Yes, I kidnapped her, how about it? Do you want to get it back for her?”
“Why?” A hurt look appeared on Frank Brown’s face, “Cecilia, you’re not the kind of person who would do such a thing.”
“Gail Brown thinks I kidnapped her, why? Why would I kidnap her for a good reason?” Cecilia Glendon said mockingly, “Since you came to ask me why I kidnapped her, I ask you to go back and ask her why she trashed my studio, and I thank you.”
“She trashed your studio?” Frank Brown looked stiff, “How is that possible …”
“Okay, believe it or not is your business, I have no time to fool around with you here, you hurry up and move the car.” Cecilia Glendon opened the driver’s door and got in, started the car, saw Frank Brown still standing next to her car did not move, she honked the horn, “Frank Brown, move the car!”
“There must be a misunderstanding …” Frank Brown stood still and looked at Cecilia Glendon with the eyes of a saint.
Cecilia Glendon is really lazy to talk to him again, directly put in reverse gear and drive backward, drive to a certain distance and then put in gear forward, bypass Frank Brown and his car to leave.
In the rearview mirror, she could see Frank Brown watching her leave.
Cecilia Glendon withdrew her gaze.
So why does the world always say never to have anything to do with your ex-boyfriend’s ex-girlfriend?
Abbott Benson is an example of this, and she is an example.
What’s even more ridiculous is that these people have a common problem, when it is clear that they are the reason for leaving in the first place, they come back and pretend to be a saintly father and mother praying for forgiveness, and talk about reconciliation?
This is to despise themselves, or to despise the people they have abandoned?
Cecilia Glendon also just sneered and then put the matter behind her.
…
The newly renovated studio was finally ready for her to move in, and moving back into her old office made Cecilia Glendon feel a lot more at ease.
Cecilia Glendon is usually not a fan of these group activities, and if she is there, the people underneath are not happy to eat, so she simply let Hedy Clark take the money and take everyone to eat.
The flow of the studio still has not improved, Cecilia Glendon is worried about this matter, worrying almost can not eat.
She was still sitting in her office drawing designs when Abbott Benson called.
“Hello?”
“You’re not off yet?” Abbott Benson asked.
“Not yet. …” Cecilia Glendon put down the pen in her hand, leaned back in her chair and raised her hand to pinch her brow, “Did you get off work yet?”
“Just got off, I came to pick you up.” He said.
“Okay.” Cecilia Glendon didn’t refuse, both of them were busy these days, they didn’t see each other much.
“What do you want to eat later?”
“Anything.” Cecilia Glendon was so tired that she didn’t even want to move her head, “You decide.”
“Okay.” Abbott Benson smiled softly and added, “It’s Helen Benson’s birthday in a few days.”
“Her birthday?” Cecilia Glendon was energized by the mention of Helen Benson’s birthday, “Then I’ll have to prepare a present for her.”
The dress she designed is coming out soon, so why not give her a high-fashion gown?
“It’s okay if you don’t prepare.” Abbott Benson smiled, “She can have anything she wants.”
“Well, you have to get ready, it’s a birthday at least.”
Cecilia Glendon said, while opening her computer to pick out, Helen Benson’s grade is small, the dress can not be too mature.
After picking for a while, she finally picked something that fit better.
And when Helen Benson learned that Cecilia Glendon was going to send her a dress, she jumped up with excitement.
“Really!” She jumped over and took Cecilia Glendon’s hand and said, “Sister Cecilia Glendon, you’re too good to me!”
Abbott Benson tapped her forehead with a curved finger, “You’re so heartless, why didn’t I hear you say yes when I bought you so many things before?”
Helen Benson clutched her forehead and pouted at him: “You only have one sister, who else would you want to buy for if not for me? But from now on you will be responsible for me and Cecilia Glendon, brother, watch your wallet.”
Cecilia Glendon watched the two of them get along and raised her lips and smiled lightly.
But Helen Benson said the wallet, but reminded Cecilia Glendon of one thing.