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.

a senior member of the wealthy Walker family, having served the family since the

Elena yawned and deliberately provoked, “Of course, he’s here to

the table and threw it, saying, “I think you’re asking for a

demeanor and now truly believed that she wanted to let go. She deliberately asked, “The butler is waiting downstairs. What do you plan

continued to draw with little interest and replied, “If

this butler was always hypocritical and not very kind to

had been a butler for three generations of

a moment, then played a trick and

but if Elena

fine,” Martina said no

Martina finished coloring the painting and the paint was almost dry. He picked up the cup beside him and

her office. As Martina passed through

and saw the butler still standing upright with a slightly displeased

in the cold

glance, it seemed like Martina was the one with the narrow

him with her cup and asked,

in a calm and assertive manner that didn’t leave room for small talk. “You’ve had

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

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

left before, the butler didn’t even show his face, but now he

her legs folded together and said, “Butler,

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

help but sneer, holding back her

“First of

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