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

Chapter 27

Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 27

Chapter 27: You Bet on a Lifetime?

After about half an hour, the dinner came to an end. Ms. Bridge happened to have at


friend arrive, so Martina bid farewell to her and planned to leave.

They agreed to have a proper meal together next time, along with Elena.

After the farewell, Martina headed towards the exit and sent her location to Elena,

wanting to know where she was waiting.

To her surprise, as soon as she stepped out, she encountered an unwelcome guest. It

turned out to be one of the hangers-on who followed Adam Paloma!

Martina instantly felt disgusted and wondered if she had been bad luck recently.

The sky had already turned completely dark, and if it weren’t for the bright lights nearby,

Martina would have felt a bit apprehensive.

Martina deliberately lowered her head and was about to leave the place and avoid.

unnecessary trouble. However, the guy had no intention of letting her go easily.

One of them, clearly a spoiled brat, positioned himself in front of Martina and spoke with a mocking tone, “Well, well, look who we have here! It’s Mr. Walker’s follower, or should.

I say, his bootlicker.”

Indeed, many people had previously likened Martina to a bootlicker, claiming that

without Benjamin, she couldn’t survive, just like a fish out of water.

But now, the situation between Benjamin and Martina had changed, and she was not

who

and elegant as she

impatient she was with

these individuals seemed to become

what’s with the act of being

here?

done!

You can not erase all the messed

Walker’s side all the time, and now you dare to

tough?

sense that these people were deliberately

that familiar with

of them patted his bald head, showing a

with your temper. By the way, Martinez, don’t you want

among our brothers regarding

raised her eyebrows, suppressing her

of them said, “We bet on how long you can stay away from Mr. Walker. I

one month.”

“I bet on twenty

three days! A bootlicker is a bootlicker, how could she give up the life of luxury

was what she had gained after persisting for so long. Except for one

you will all lose your bets. I’ll make a bet with you too. I bet on

any more time. She quickened her pace, passing by them and soon disappeared from

quite a while to calm herself down again, and she happened to receive a

rubbed her temples, feeling that these recent

people betting on her personal matters. What did they take her for? A mere joke

even if she was treated as a plaything, there would come a day

now, she just

Elena and walked towards the

a bit far from the hotel because the hotel was really busy.

small parking space. Elena had to settle for a

spot.

in an underground parking

one by

passing through this area, she suddenly felt a

was firmly

startled and instinctively tried to resist,

be

body.

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