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.”

with that dancer? Do you know that he is a suspect? He is highly suspected of

really didn’t

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

repeated questioning, Martina refused to admit any

need to make a record and conduct a deeper investigation into your background information. Once everything is

but suddenly realized that she had left her ID behind in her hurry to leave. “I happened to forget my ID. Do you believe

those people, and now she

the police officer’s expression and tone and said somewhat

respond when he might have been moved

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

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

you so hesitant? Could it be that you’re not yet 18 and afraid

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

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

became even

father was so far away from LA, how could he

father, who could prove her

a glimmer of hope, “Elena, who was brought here with me, is my friend. She can testify for

that Martina was a teenager and had even ventured into a nightclub?

saying a word, they

were also many guests or performers from the nightclub gathered here. Among them was also Adam. She had no idea why he was also

as he saw Martina, his expression changed drastically. “Hey, isn’t

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

“You don’t understand. I

spoke to Adam, implying that it

you in this sorry state, Adam sneered at Martina. “Martinez, you can stay here and wait!

powerful. Although not comparable to the Walker family, it