Fall into CEO’s Love Trap

Allen Brown is a very low-key person, never celebrates his birthday party in a big way, and spends it with his own family every year.

In previous years, there were one or two people missing from the table, but this year it was a rare gathering.

When Gail Brown came down from upstairs, she saw the maids setting out cutlery in the dining room, five pairs, and she frowned, “Why is there an extra pair?”

“There’s no more.” The servant said, “Sir said there were five.”

Gail Brown frowned, not yet thought to understand who the fifth person is, Frank Brown approached.

“Don’t you know?” Frank Brown looked at her, “Cecilia is coming today too.”

“What?!” Gail Brown blushed, “What the hell! What’s she doing here on my dad’s birthday!”

Gail Brown didn’t know how happy she was when Cecilia Glendon was away in previous years, but she didn’t expect Cecilia Glendon to be here this year!

“Gail, our dad is also Cecilia’s dad.” Frank Brown said with some resentment.

“No way!” Gail Brown exclaimed, “What right does Cecilia Glendon have to be Dad’s daughter!”

She had a hard time getting Cecilia Glendon out of here, and if Cecilia Glendon comes back to … No! She will never let her come back!

The thought of this Gail Brown’s eyes became more than a touch of grimace, even the features are a little twisted.

Frank Brown saw her like this, frowned, and turned away without saying anything.

He always thought Gail Brown was just young and playful, but now it seems that she really hates Cecilia Glendon in her heart.

With Frank Brown gone, Gail Brown had no place to release her anger, and when she saw that the maid had set out all five sets of dishes, she went straight over and grabbed one of them and slammed it on the floor.

“Bang” sound, the porcelain bowl on the ground was broken into pieces.

The maid was too frightened to speak, and Gail Brown said angrily, “If Cecilia Glendon comes, let her eat from here!”

After saying that Gail Brown then huffed and puffed and walked away.

The maid watched her leave before walking over to clean up the mess on the floor.

Cecilia Glendon’s mother, who was still in the kitchen preparing the meal, slowly walked out of it. She looked at the debris on the floor and glanced in the direction Gail Brown had left, faintly hooking her lips, a mockery crossing her slightly upturned phoenix eyes.

Gail Brown is not much younger than Cecilia Glendon, but she clearly has less of a brain than Cecilia Glendon.

“Ma’am.” The maid who had gathered up the debris and stood up from the floor turned her head to see Cecilia Glendon’s mother.

“Get rid of it and get a new pair.” Cecilia Glendon’s mother said lightly.

“Yes.” The servant replied in a hurry.

…

Cecilia Glendon arrived at the Brown at six o’clock. She pulled in and parked her car, and just as she got out, she saw Cecilia Glendon’s mother coming out of the car, all smiles.

“Here it comes.” Cecilia Glendon’s mother smiled.

“Hmm.” Cecilia Glendon nodded, “Is Uncle Brown back yet?”

“Just arrived, too.” Cecilia Glendon’s mother said, “Go on in.”

Cecilia Glendon, carrying the small bag in her hand, followed Cecilia Glendon’s mother: “Gail Brown is pissed off, isn’t she?”

“Dropped a set of dishes.” Cecilia Glendon’s mother said, “Sort of.”

Cecilia Glendon raised her lips in a faint smile, “Then it looks like there’s someone who won’t be having a good time tonight.”

Hearing this, Cecilia Glendon’s mother gave her a look.

“What’s wrong?” Cecilia Glendon asked, sensing her gaze.

“It’s nothing.” Cecilia Glendon’s mother shook her head; she just hadn’t heard Cecilia Glendon speak to her in that tone of voice in a long time.

Cecilia Glendon didn’t press further, but said something else: “I’m taking Abbott Benson to see Dad in a couple of days.”

“In two days?” Cecilia Glendon’s mother faltered slightly.

“I’m free in a couple of days.” Cecilia Glendon said, “Besides, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen Dad and I miss him a little.”

“Go on, then.” Cecilia Glendon’s mother’s eyes dimmed for a few moments and she said no more about the matter.

In the end, it was once a husband, although it has been gone for so many years, and then think about it, her heart is not very good.

Cecilia Glendon gave her a look and said softly, “You don’t have to feel sorry for Daddy, and Daddy doesn’t blame you.”

Cecilia Glendon’s mother was also young when Dad died, just in her early thirties, and it’s unlikely she would have kept it for a dead man, plus, in those days, treating a widow alone with a child, public opinion alone could drown a man.

Cecilia Glendon didn’t understand or forgive Cecilia Glendon’s mother’s remarriage, but she was still comfortable with what the Brown had brought her.

In the end, she is just a hypocrite.

After blaming Cecilia Glendon’s mother for so many years, how could she not blame herself in her heart?

“You …” Cecilia Glendon’s mother didn’t expect Cecilia Glendon to say something like that and looked at her with some surprise, “I thought you … wouldn’t forgive me.”

Somehow, Cecilia Glendon’s mother’s eyes got a little red.

Being blamed by her daughter for so many years is not good for anyone’s heart.

“You don’t need to be forgiven by me.” Cecilia Glendon curled her lips in a relaxed smile, “I’m not entitled to forgive you either.”

Cecilia Glendon’s mother wanted to say something else, but the two had already entered the house, and Allen Brown was just coming down from upstairs after changing his clothes.

Cecilia Glendon’s mother hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

“Cecilia .” Allen Brown saw Cecilia Glendon and a smile lifted her face, “There you are.”

“Uncle Brown.” Cecilia Glendon respectfully bent slightly, “Happy birthday, here’s a present for you.”

She handed the pouch to Allen Brown.

“For me?” Allen Brown was a little stunned and forgot to take it for a moment.

“What are you standing there for.” Cecilia Glendon’s mother bumped him on the shoulder, “Pick it up.”

“Ah … thanks Cecilia .” Allen Brown only this time came back to his senses, hurriedly took the gift over, and was about to speak when Gail Brown’s voice suddenly interjected.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

“What did you get my dad as a gift?” Gail Brown said to Cecilia Glendon with a provocative tone as she came over and stood to one side.

“Gail!” Allen Brown, still reveling in the joy of Cecilia Glendon’s gift to him, suddenly heard Gail Brown’s words and frowned, chiding.

“What’s the matter, I’m just asking.” Gail Brown pouted in discontent, “What’s the matter, can’t you still ask?”

“It’s just a watch.” Cecilia Glendon said, “I didn’t know what Uncle Brown liked, so I picked one that I thought was okay.”

“A watch?” Do you think my dad is short of watches to wear? “I don’t know,” Gail Brown taunted with another sneer.

“Gail!” this time Allen Brown’s voice was a little harsher, “What the hell is wrong with you! Cecilia came back for once, and you have to talk with that attitude?”

“I’m telling the truth!” Gail Brown argued, “Dad, you’re biased! I’m your real daughter, why are you always so mean to me and so gentle to Cecilia Glendon! She’s just a wild child …”

“Snap!”

Gail Brown’s unfinished sentence was directly interrupted by a crisp, loud slap.

Her face quickly reddened, even the corners of her mouth dripped blood stains, and she looked at the person who hit her with some incredulity: “Brother …? You hit me?”