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.

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

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

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

now truly believed that she wanted to let go. She deliberately asked, “The butler is waiting

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

that this butler was always

generations of the Walker family,

for a moment, then played a trick and said, “I’ll go turn down

high, only about 59 °F, but if Elena turned on the air

fine,” Martina said

painting and the paint was almost dry.

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

the butler still standing upright with

the cold air, the butler remained

Martina was the one with

her cup and

a calm and assertive manner that didn’t leave room for small

It was one thing for Benjamin to issue orders, but what right

were facing an unreasonable three–year–old. Please don’t make trouble for Mrs

didn’t even show his face, but now he knew not to make things difficult for

sat on the sofa, her legs folded together and said, “Butler, please have a

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

holding back her temper, “Wow, How

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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