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 107

Chapter 107: Being Plotted

Elena urgently needed to use the restroom. She had to leave Martina alone in the

hallway, telling her that she would be back as soon as she finished in the restroom.

Martina was not a child, and it was not a big deal for her to be left alone in a social

setting, so she naturally had no reason to refuse. She nodded and agreed.

However, after about two or three minutes, Martina received a text message from

Elena. “Honey, I forgot to bring something. Please come quickly! I’m in the restroom at the far end of the hallway, on the right side. Don’t go the wrong way!”

At the same time, a sneaky figure happened to pass by the entrance of the men’s and women’s restrooms and cunningly switched the signs.

Martina, seeing how Elena referred to her, thought it was just her usual way of talking.

Although the nickname was a little different from their usual conversations, Martina didn’t

think much of it.

She simply replied, “I’ll be right there.”

Afterward, Martina reached into her prepared bag and took out the backup items,

hurrying towards the location Elena had mentioned.

it

Fortunately, she had been observant of her surroundings since she arrived, which made easy for her to find the place Elena had described.

She arrived at the two doors in front of her and without much thought, she headed towards the restroom on the left. After all, there was a clear sign indicating it was the

women’s restroom, and she couldn’t have mistaken that.

However, as Martina entered the restroom, the door was closed behind her. Not only that, but she also caught a whiff of an unfamiliar fragrance. It was a scent that couldn’t be described, but it gave a strong and intoxicating feeling, making one feel dizzy and

lightheaded.

instantly struck Martina,

amiss

to have some kind of fragrance in the restroom, but how could

such a scent?

of this restroom didn’t look like a women’s restroom

would there be urinals?

clearly

slowly shifted backward after hearing a belch, and she

ular

man, tall and burly.

out were his bulging muscles. One punch from him would undoubtedly be

he saw Martina, then it finally smoothed out in

was unmistakable interest and

impossible to ignore.

well, aren’t you the woman who willingly walked

you a

considering

I can reluctantly accept

was already set in stone, but Martina

why she

a vigilant gaze, gripping the doorknob tightly and trying to twist it, only to find that it wouldn’t budge. Clearly, someone had intentionally locked it from the outside or

door from the

quickly raced, and she soon came up with a possibility. If her guess was correct, someone was plotting against her. Otherwise, how could the restroom signs be hung incorrectly, and why would there be a muscular man waiting

me. I simply wandered into the men’s restroom by accident, and I apologize for that. But now the

voice was soft, yet carried a hint of reason, making it sound particularly pleasant. With her high attractiveness, coupled with

muscular man was fascinated.

think I’ll just

furrowed as she clearly sensed the muscular man’s

room

there was no need to negotiate, Martina would no longer tolerate it. Although she wasn’t good at physical confrontations, she would never allow herself

anything about

muscular man approach her step by step, Martina felt nervous. She tightened her grip on her phone, hoping to seize

front of her and instinctively press emergency

only pray that it

ل

the

man seemed to have noticed something

snatched the phone from Martina’s hand. He then forcefully

sturdy, as