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.

since the time of Jack Walker. With over 60 years of age, he held a consistently high status and was responsible for

provoked, “Of course, he’s here

table and threw it, saying, “I think

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 you plan to

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

always been hot–tempered, and she had heard that this butler was always hypocritical and not very kind

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

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

that day was not particularly high, only about 59 °F, but if Elena turned on

Martina said

left after Martina finished coloring the painting and the paint was almost dry. He picked

As Martina passed through

hearing a familiar voice, Martina turned around and saw the butler still standing upright with a slightly displeased look

shivering in the cold air,

it seemed like Martina was the one with

with her cup

black leather glove, spoke in a calm and assertive manner that didn’t leave room for small

but what right did this butler have

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

but

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

may occasionally show a little temper, which can be entertaining, but

sneer, holding back her temper, “Wow, How am

list out her faults one by one, “First of all, Miss

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