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 93

Chapter 93: You Can Talk to Your Son Directly

Upon entering the room and seeing the design sketch that Martina had brought out, Elena finally realized what was going on.

“Wow, did you draw this sketch in the past couple of days? It’s amazing! It just so happens that we have a client who is interested in something related to this, and this. sketch will come in handy!” Elena said in awe.

She had been struggling with how to quickly fulfill a difficult requirement, but little did she know that Martina had already completed it in advance. This truly solved an urgent problem for Elena.

At the same time, Elena was increasingly impressed by Martina. Despite the circumstances, she not only managed to maintain her focus but also continued to work on the sketch. And the artwork was so amazing.

It was true that people’s experiences and emotions were totally diverse.

Finally, a genuine smile appeared on Martina’s face. “As long as you’re satisfied. You can go ahead and send this sketch to the client.”

While the two of them were discussing the advantages and some details of the sketch, an unexpected voice suddenly came from the doorway. The owner of that voice was none other than Benjamin’s mother.

“Martina, come out here,” she demanded.

At that moment, Leslie had received a phone call and had to go out urgently, so he was temporarily not present. Elizabeth took advantage of this time to purposely cause trouble for Martina.

Elena blinked curiously and looked outside the door. “Is that Benjamin’s mother? What is she doing?”

Martina didn’t even need to think to understand. “What else could it be? She’s here to seek ‘justice’ for the butler, most likely.”

the reality matched Martina’s guess almost

could say anything, Elizabeth proactively opened the door and walked in. Her initial gaze landed on Martina, but to

were you this morning? Either you didn’t sleep all night,

anger rising again, but Martina held her hand, urging her to remain calm. However. Martina didn’t beld what do you think a woman

home, taking care of her husband and children.

around outside every day? My son is already busy with work..Can’t you just settle down?”

Martina remained silent.

in Martina’s heart had

as she continued, “And don’t for a moment think that just because my son requested your return, you have the freedom to behave recklessly. Do you not understand that we have a strict

going, Martina grew completely impatient. She raised her hand to silence Elizabeth, saying, “First of all, it was indeed your son who invited me

don’t want to see me, feel free to talk to your son. It would be best if he just kicked me out

was stunned. While she knew that Martina had changed to some extent, she

loudly to Elizabeth and would even apologize

was right, this

it’s not the era of waist- cinching anymore. Could it be that your brain

was that if Elizabeth’s brain hadn’t been cinched, how could she possibly

to say at that

secretly gave a thumbs-up to Martina from

said that Martina now appeared more likable, especially with

to carry herself like this, no one would

in Martina’s words and was instantly Infuriated, embling with anger. “Martina! You have some nerve! How dare you talk to

and immediately stood in front of Martina, asking, “What