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

Chapter 144: A Woman’s Intuition

This was Benjamin people were talking about! Why would he treat a woman like this? Were other women not worthy enough?! He used to show absolutely no interest in women! Not only that, he even seemed to despise them! He detested any woman getting close to him!

The people who could stay by Benjamin’s side for a long time were almost all men! Strong men who could keep up with his pace!

Camille didn’t know how she managed to stay calm. Her face visibly turned sour, she was on the verge of showing anger.

“Mr. Walker, this young lady must be Miss Martinez, right? The one Pierre mentioned earlier,” Camille said, picking up a bottle of wine and pouring a glass for Martina. She smiled, but her smile seemed to be fabricated.

Yet, Camille managed to utter some kind words, “Miss Martinez, it’s our first time meeting. I must say, you are truly stunning.”

And indeed it was!

Even though Martina didn’t make an effort to dress up, her looks were not inferior in the slightest. Compared to Camille’s glamorous appearance, she appeared much more composed, not even wearing makeup. However, her flawless skin, combined with her enchanting face, was incredibly captivating and unforgettable. Not to mention her well- proportioned figure and those twinkling eyes, seemingly able to charm anyone’s soul.

But if anyone thought Martina was naive, they would be mistaken! She might appear

naive on the surface, but that didn’t mean she was naive.

After following Benjamin for so many years, she had learned things she wouldn’t have before. It was just that the old Martina had been willing to bury all her talents while following Benjamin. Now, she gradually realized that this was not the life she wanted, and naturally, some irreversible changes were taking place.

Martina, while

Benjamin even bothered to look at her was all because of Martina. If Martina wasn’t treated this way by

Why couldn’t she be

be that woman by

reason

not because he needed any women beside him, but because that

they had

took a closer look, fueled by her woman’s intuition. She could sense

she couldn’t easily dismiss.

in mind, this meal today was probably not

she tended to do

was not afraid of getting drunk and causing trouble; she was afraid of someone reminding her of her actions when she was

discreetly, Martina grabbed a new cup and poured herself some tea, saying,

brief explanation of Camille’s identity. They were going to have a meal together after all, and it would be awkward if Martina didn’t even

details very well, which helped Benjamin a

be at a loss about

catched the eye–big wavy hair, fiery red lips, and exquisite makeup–clearly a strong and powerful woman. It was hard to imagine what kind of man would be her final

smiled slightly and said, “I can’t handle wine well, so I’ll have

me offer

Benjamin still being