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.

to pick up Martina was a senior member of the wealthy Walker family, having served the family since the time

and deliberately provoked, “Of course, he’s here

table and

to let go. She

and replied, “If he’s willing to wait, then let

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

man, who had been a butler for three generations of the Walker family,

for a moment, then played a trick and

particularly high, only about 59 °F, but if Elena turned on the air conditioning, the temperature would naturally

Martina

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

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

turned around and saw the butler still standing upright with a slightly displeased

in the cold air, the

seemed like Martina was the one with the

at him with her cup and asked, “Do you

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

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,

harsh, as if he were facing an unreasonable three–year–old. Please

even show his face, but now he

the sofa, her legs folded together

polite request. He remarked, “Miss Martinez may occasionally show a little temper, which

her temper, “Wow,

butler began to list out her faults one by one, “First of all, Miss Martinez, you shouldn’t have argued with Mrs. Elizabeth Walker

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