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

Chapter 70

Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 70

Chapter 70: This Was Simply A Battlefield

Could it be that her son no longer believed in her?

The moment this possibility crossed Elizabeth’s mind, her face instantly darkened, and she wished she could just drag Martina off the bed right now and throw her out.

Unfortunately, Leslie was still present, so Elizabeth couldn’t openly express her true feelings too obviously.

In the end, Elizabeth could only forcefully suppress her inner anger and disappear from the room.

According to Benjamin’s wishes, it was best for Elizabeth not to go upstairs. She could freely command downstairs.

It didn’t matter what she did, but the second floor belonged to Martina, and Benjamin didn’t want anyone to disturb her and risk provoking her discontent.

Martina was already unhappy about being forcibly brought back, and if someone deliberately caused trouble in front of her, it would definitely backfire.

Benjamin now valued Martina’s feelings a lot, and naturally, he wouldn’t allow anyone to bully her in his presence, not even her own mother.

In fact, to put it plainly, Benjamin was trying to make amends. Regardless of the outcome, he wanted to take action first, or else he would feel very uneasy.

Leslie watched Elizabeth leave, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. This was simply a battlefield.

When Elizabeth left, the look in her eyes seemed like she wanted to kill. Had he offended Elizabeth?

Leslie deeply regretted it now. He would rather engage in a bloody battle with someone. for several days than endure such a stifling atmosphere here.

boss’s decision, and no matter how dissatisfied Leslie

silently enduring, he didn’t have

rest well. If there’s anything else, just call me.

Martina didn’t say anything.

still tolerate it?

the incident about her almost falling out with Elizabeth would

She needed to devise a plan to make Benjamin become more

…

due to her bad mood, Martina was feeling a bit

up again,

downstairs as if there

would enter this villa because Benjamin had agermophobia and didn’t like having too many

she wanted to socialize with others, she had to leave home and go outside. Otherwise, it

eyebrows twitched slightly, feeling that something was off. She decided to step out and take

a look.

sitting around the mahjong table, dressed in glamorous attire, playing the

roughly guess why Elizabeth did

didn’t get the desired outcome from her confrontation with Martina,

was even more resilient

believe it. Was this really Benjamin? Normally, hen

she happened to

like to have some fruits? These

just some very fresh grapes that looked delicious, but

and said, “No, thanks.” Then her gaze fell back on those

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