“If that’s the case, of course it’s no problem.” Bluck said, “But do you … you give up?”


    Is it really eptable for Cecilia Glendon to have     a studio disbanded like that?


    “What’s there to give up.” Cecilia Glendon’s face was still smiling, but Bluck always felt that her smile was more or less forced inside.


    “Here’s the deal.” Bluck said, “I agree with what you just said, your studio staff I will let theme over here, as for you, the apprentice is not necessary, if you do not mind,e over to be my chief.”


    Cecilia Glendon looked at Bluck with some dismay: “Master …”


    “Of course,pared to Jeenit, you’re a bit condescending toe to me.” Bluck smiled faintly.


    “How can …” Cecilia Glendon’s eyes were red and the tip of her nose was sore, “I don’t know how to thank you.”


    “I’m your master, isn’t it right to help you.” Bluck drew Taylor paper and handed it to her, “Wipe it, how old are you, and still crying your nose off.”


    Cecilia Glendon took the tissue and pressed it to her eyes without letting go.


    “Master, thank you.”


    “Do a good job.” Bluck said, “I don’t have it as easy as you do here.”


    Cecilia Glendon couldn’t help but smile, “I will.”


    She didn’t even lower her hand as she spoke, keeping a tissue pressed against her eyes.


    She was afraid that as soon as she dropped her hand, all the tears clogging her eyes would flow down.


    She hadn’t cried in front of Bluck in a long time, let alone now.


    In fact, Cecilia Glendon’s initial n was to settle down with the studio and start from scratch on her own.


    She still has time to take her time, but there is no need to drag Bonnie and the others along with her to take the risk.


    But Bluck’s olive branch is what moved Cecilia Glendon’s heart beyond words.


    Even if it is an ordinary teacher and disciple, it is just like that.


    …


    After leaving Bluck’s studio, Cecilia Glendon stood on the curb and called Susan’s phone number.


    “Sister Cecilia Glendon.” Susan quickly answered, “I’ve already contacted Mr. Benson and will meet at the usual ce at seven o’clock in the evening.”


    “The old ce?”


    “I’lle over and pick you up tonight.” Susan said, “Sister Cecilia Glendon, you go home now and rest, don’t get tired.”


    Cecilia Glendon was going to say something, but after Susan said that, she felt that she was indeed a little tired.


    The injury is notpletely healed, she sneaked out again is really a death, no wonder Debby White does not allow her toe to the studio.


    “All right then.” Cecilia Glendon just had to nod her head and agree, “Then you should go back to the studio early too, take care on the way.”


    “You too.”


    After hanging up the phone, Cecilia Glendon hailed a cab.


    It was 1 p. m. when she arrived home. She had just gotten out of the cab and looked up, but it wasn’t under Debby White’s house.


    She looked in a trance for a moment before remembering that she had just gotten into the car and undoubtedly said the address of this side of the apartment between.


    This apartment …N?velDrama.Org holds ? this.


    How did she end up back here?


    She hasn’t been over here     since she broke up with Abbott Benson. Abbott Benson’s stuff, has it all been moved?


    With confusion, Cecilia Glendon squeezed both her fists and walked towards the inside of the building.


    When she stepped out of the elevator door and saw the two doors in the building, her thoughts drifted off again.


    How she had the feeling that she hadn’t been here for a long time.


    But think about it, it’s indeed been a long time, almost two months …


    She took her keys out of her bag, walked to her door, inserted them in and opened the door.


    The smell that hit me was a stale smell that no one had lived in for a long time, but it was such a small amount of time, so does that mean that Abbott Benson hadn’te back here after that day either?


    Cecilia Glendon’s eyes sore a little at the     thought of this possibility, and she lifted her feet and walked in without changing her shoes.


    The original white as jade floor already had ayer of dust on it, and the furniture even more so.


    The window in the living room was left open, and there was a heavy rain just a few days ago, and rainwater spilled in through the window andnded on the floor, and although it has dried up now, there are still some marks left on it.


    Cecilia Glendon walks through the living room and heads to her room.


    In fact, Debby White came here after the ident, and she came to help Cecilia Glendon get her clothes.


    Her closet still shows signs of Debby White’s visit.


    The half with her clothes hanging is much less, while the other half, still hanging Abbott Benson’s.


    He should note back once … those clothes hanging there are untouched.


    Somehow, Cecilia Glendon’s eyes got a little sore and wanted to cry.


    …


    Debby White went to the supermarket after work to buy groceries and rushed home, fearing that the family’s ancestors would be hungry.


    But when she got home, there was no sign of Cecilia Glendon.


    She busied herself with a callto Cecilia Glendon.


    The phone took a long time to ring before it was answered: “Hello …” Cecilia Glendon’s voice still had a hint of haze in it, as if she had been woken up from sleep.


    “Where are you?” Debby White asked.


    “At home at …” replied Cecilia Glendon.


    “You’re at home, my ass.” Debby White burst out, “Why didn’t I see you when I got back? Tell me where you’ve been.”


    “Really at home …” Cecilia Glendon’s side, immediately sobered by Debby White’s yelling, she sat up from her bed and looked around, “I’m in my own house. ”


    Debby White froze, “What are you running back for?”


    “Came over to get some stuff.” Cecilia Glendon said, “Got a little sleepy and just identally fell asleep over here.”


    “Sleep your ass off.” Debby White said, “Hurry up ande back, I’ll be cooking dinner soon, you’ll be hungry tonight if youe backte.”


    “I can’te back right now.” Cecilia Glendon reads about her trip to see Abbott Benson, “I’ll be backter when I’m done.”


    “What else are you going to do? My ancestor, you’re still wounded.” Debby White said.


    “Go see Abbott Benson,” Cecilia Glendon said, “and after I see him, I’lle back.”


    Hearing Abbott Benson’s name, Debby White immediately became a little more alert: “Why are you going to see him? I thought I couldn’t see him?”


    Montague Scott made it very clear on the phone that day that Abbott Benson could not have met with Cecilia Glendon unless he had no regard for Cecilia Glendon’s safety.


    “I have an idea.” Cecilia Glendon didn’t exin too much, “Anyway, I’ll be back when I see him, don’t you worry.”


    “I …” Debby White was worried, but she didn’t know how to talk to Cecilia Glendon about it.


    “I’m hanging up.” Cecilia Glendon saw that it was about time and sat up from the bed, “Time to go.”


    “Then you take care on your way.” Debby White couldn’t stop her, so she sighed.


    “Got it.”


    Cecilia Glendon answered and hung up the phone.


    She gripped her phone and looked around again.


    Here, it’s thest time she’ll be here, right?


    This ce is full of her memories with Abbott Benson, and she wants to bepletely clear with Abbott Benson, and it is impossible toe here again.


    Cecilia Glendon took a deep breath and left the room without the slightest more hesitation, lifting her feet.