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 78

Chapter 78: Clearly Her Style

Martina blinked her eyes, her gaze flickering slightly, without having better ways to remind Elena. Sometimes, her best friend was just too carefree to notice certain details at all.

Suddenly, Elena seemed to realize something and quickly followed up. “Oh yes! Lately, I’ve been running low on clothes at home! Let’s go.”

After a second, she tried to explain, “You know, with my personality, if I don’t buy dozens or even hundreds of clothes every month, I’ll feel itchy all over!”

Martina burst into laughter once again. Even if Elena didn’t want Leslie to suspect anything, she should at least make her act more convincing, right? Now Elena was saying such things, and it was highly unlikely that the person following them would believe it.

However, the reality was quite the opposite. Despite Leslie appearing seemingly intelligent in other aspects, he was completely clueless when it came to women’s matters.

He didn’t know that Elena was deliberately pretending. In his eyes, it was all just normal behavior.

Although he couldn’t fully understand it himself, he glanced at his own clothes and furrowed his eyebrows slightly.

shopping desires? I bought my clothes two years ago. and they’re still perfectly fine. Women’s hearts are truly unfathomable, Leslie followed closely behind, muttering to himself.

of this was just

him updates every few minutes. The contents of these updates were quite simple, such as which store Martina entered, what she did there, and even the specific conversations she had with the

Leslie was second

fashion store in front of

entered, Elena was genuinely speechless and even forgot to react for quite a while. She was stunned by a beautiful white evening gown adorned with. numerous rhinestones. It looked exceptionally stunning and clearly had

appeared to be specifically tailored for Elena. From the fit to various other details, it was remarkably well-suited

think of this dress? I feel like it’s my perfect match!”

that she had fallen in love with it. She directly said, “Why don’t you try it on? They have fitting rooms. If it fits

dress will be amazing. Once I put it on,

to request the salesperson to retrieve the dress for her to try. on, another hand unexpectedly reached out and pointed at the same dress. “Get me that dress. I want to try it on,” the person stated, while touching the garment as if it already belonged

other person almost

standing there, not knowing whom to assist. “Sorry, ladies, we only have one dress left,

other person and saw a figure that made

public for a while. Due to her health condition, she rarely made public appearances. Instead,