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 time of Jack Walker. With over

he here for?” Elena yawned and deliberately provoked, “Of course,

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

let go.

interest and replied, “If

she had heard that this butler was always hypocritical

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

then played a trick and said, “I’ll go turn down the air conditioning

but if Elena turned

Martina said no

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

Martina passed through the hall, she was suddenly called out from behind, “Miss

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

in the cold air,

first glance, it seemed like Martina was the one with

her cup and

leave room for

surge of irritation. It was one thing for Benjamin to issue orders, but what right did this butler have to do so? She

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

his face, but now he knew not to make things difficult

legs folded together

He remarked, “Miss Martinez may occasionally show a little temper, which can be entertaining, but causing

couldn’t help but sneer, holding back her

by one, “First of all, Miss Martinez, you shouldn’t have argued with Mrs.

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