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

didn’t know

fortunate that she was still lucky. “I didn’t

refused to

police continued to ask, “Show your ID. We need to make a record and conduct a deeper investigation into your background information.

in her hurry to leave. “I happened to forget my ID. Do you believe me, officer?” she said with a slightly embarrassed look on

all, Martina was already somewhat “involved” with those people, and now she

tone and said somewhat

he might have been moved by

to bring your ID over, then you can go

furrowed her brows tightly. In this big city, Elena was her only close friend. But now, she had also

said, “Miss, why are you so hesitant? Could

was speechless. After all, she did look quite young. Even if she claimed to be under 18, there were plenty of people who

to your family? We police

even more

away from LA, how could he

besides her father, who could

brought here with me, is my friend. She can testify

police had already determined that Martina was a teenager and had

without saying a word, they brought Martina to

many guests or performers from the nightclub gathered here. Among them was also Adam. She

saw Martina, his expression changed drastically. “Hey,

rolled her eyes in irritation and said, “Aren’t you

“You don’t understand.

politely spoke to Adam, implying that it was all

you in this sorry state, Adam sneered at Martina. “Martinez, you can stay here and wait! I won’t play with you anymore!” he

after all. Adam’s family background was prominent and powerful. Although not comparable to the Walker family, it was not to be underestimated. How could he possibly capsize in the gutter because