Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don't Want to be the Billionaire's Wife

Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 11

Chapter 11: Was she look like a teenager?

Now that she was here, Martina couldn’t just leave directly. Fortunately, she had never seen this kind of special performance before, so she just considered it as refreshing her eyes.

These dancers were truly professional and quickly became lively both on and off stage. And the audience were screaming and crazy for them.

One of them even focused his attention on Martina, as if he had seen some rare treasure. The next second, he came up to Martina and asked in a low and sexy voice, “Miss, would you like to come on stage and dance with me?”

Martina’s face stiffened as she felt the gaze of many people falling on her, and she instinctively shook her head to refuse. “No, thank you.”

But this man was persistent and refused to let it go. “I rarely see such a beautiful woman like you. Don’t be shy. It’s a very precious chance.”

Martina’s face stiffened again. Just as Elena was about to say something, a sudden and strange commotion came from behind!

“Stop! Everyone! Turn off the music! We are the policemen!”

With the sound of police reprimands, the scene was finally brought under control. Many people instinctively wanted to run, but both the front and back doors, as well as the windows, were blocked and there was no escape.

Even if they wanted to run, they had to see if they had wings first.

Martina was also very innocent, especially since she was being pulled by the dancer who invited her just now by the wrist..

This scene was immediately overinterpreted by the police.

Not long after, they were taken to the police station. Someone specifically questioned Martina alone, “What were you doing at the nightclub?”

Martina had no expression on her face. “I was watching the performance.”

dancer? Do you know that he is a suspect? He is highly suspected of taking advantage of young girls‘ admiration to rape several women, including

really didn’t know

fortunate that she was still lucky. “I didn’t know before, but now I do,” she

repeated questioning, Martina refused to admit

deeper investigation into your background information.

agreement, ready to comply, but suddenly realized that she had left her ID behind in her hurry to leave. “I happened to forget my ID. Do you believe me, officer?” she said with

officer didn’t believe her. After all, Martina was already somewhat “involved” with those people, and

understood the police officer’s expression and tone and said somewhat helplessly, “So…does that mean I can’t go

might have been moved by

ask your friend to bring your ID over, then you can go back,” suggested the police

was her only close friend. But now, she had also been taken

are you so hesitant?

claimed to be under 18, there were plenty of people who would

then, why don’t you make a phone call to your family? We police officers are

became even more

far away from LA, how could he come over? It was

who could prove her

me, is my friend. She can testify for me! Or maybe she can help me get my

the police had already determined that Martina was a teenager and had even ventured into a nightclub? which

a word, they brought Martina to

gathered here. Among them was also Adam. She had no idea

as he saw Martina, his expression changed drastically. “Hey, isn’t this the unlucky Martinez who got caught now?” Adam

in irritation and said, “Aren’t

understand. I can

officer politely spoke to Adam, implying that it was all

“Martinez, you can stay here and wait! I won’t play with you anymore!” he added before leaving with his

was prominent and powerful. Although not comparable to the Walker family, it was not to be