Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don't Want to be the Billionaire's Wife

Chapter 5

Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 5

Chapter 5 Control Your Dog!

Elena became more and more envious as she looked at this painting. She praised, “Honestly, I haven’t seen you pick up a pen, but why is your style so unique and distinctive when you do?”

Martina was not convinced and said, “Who said I haven’t picked up a pen?”

Elena replied, “I remember you haven’t completed a single painting from graduation until now, right?”

Martina was speechless.

Actually, Martina did paint, but Elena didn’t know because Martina’s paintings always focused on one person. She poured all her energy into that person, including her talent.

All the effort in recent years had been put into drawing Benjamin, but she didn’t want to talk about it at this moment.

At noon, Elena said she had some urgent orders to deal with.

Martina nodded in agreement, then casually ordered takeout in the studio and planned to continue working after lunch.

She worked until the end of the workday in the afternoon.

Because she was too focused, even when Elena came in, Martina didn’t notice and continued drawing, just adjusting her blue–framed glasses.

It wasn’t until Elena spoke up that Martina looked up, “The butler from your house has come to pick you up.”

Her thoughts slowly emerged from the drawing. Because of her confusion, her eyes were clear and bottomless, and her appearance was both beautiful and cute.

pick up Martina was a senior member of the wealthy Walker family, having served the family since the time of Jack Walker. With over 60 years of age, he held a consistently high status and was responsible for managing Benjamin’s

he here for?” Elena yawned and deliberately provoked, “Of course, he’s here to pick up

up the pen cap on the table and threw it, saying, “I think

had been observing Martina’s demeanor and now truly believed that she wanted to let go. She deliberately asked, “The butler is waiting downstairs. What do

draw with little interest and replied, “If he’s willing to wait, then

had always been hot–tempered, and she had heard that this butler was

generations of the Walker family, failed

moment, then played a trick and said,

about 59 °F, but if

fine,” Martina

three hours. He only left after Martina finished coloring the painting and the paint was almost dry. He picked up the cup beside

large hall from her office. As Martina passed through the hall, she was suddenly called

around and saw the butler still standing

Martina shivering in the cold

seemed like Martina was the one with

looked at him with her cup and asked, “Do

leather glove, spoke in a calm and assertive manner that didn’t leave room for small talk. “You’ve had your fill of entertainment. It’s time

was one thing for Benjamin to issue orders, but what right did this butler have to do so? She scowled and retorted, “And if

attitude became a bit harsh, as if he were facing an unreasonable three–year–old. Please don’t make trouble for Mrs Walker,” he said to

but now he knew not to make things difficult

sat on the sofa, her legs folded together

possibly due to Martina’s polite request. He remarked, “Miss Martinez may occasionally show a little temper, which can be entertaining, but causing

couldn’t help but sneer, holding back her temper,

out her faults one by one, “First of all, Miss Martinez, you

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