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

Chapter 145: An Illusion?

Although Camille still felt a bit unhappy, she nodded and agreed, “My bad. I didn’t consider it carefully.” Then she finished the drink in her hand in one gulp!

Martina was already used to such situations. Considering Camille had sensed Martina’s feelings towards Benjamin, was it strange for her to act this way? No.

Martina replied with a fake smile, “I see you are straightforward. I apologize for dampening the mood.” Then, she sat back down and gave Benjamin a discreet glance.

Camille had been waiting here. No wonder they were having a meal!

Didn’t Benjamin feel anything odd?

Camille’s emotions were hardly concealed; if Benjamin observed closely, he would surely notice. However, he didn’t feel anything was amiss. He hadn’t paid any attention to Camille’s feelings apart from discussing business. The dinner was merely a necessary business engagement to him.

But if Benjamin didn’t want to come here or if Camille did or said anything to upset him, it would be impossible for her to do something like this.

Benjamin felt Martina’s gaze and looked momentarily puzzled.

Did he do something wrong? He just didn’t want Martina to drink, that’s all. This made him feel a bit angry with Camille.

So, what’s going on with Camille? Benjamin used to think she handled things quite well, but now, did she changed?

Pierre felt Benjamin’s gaze, and it scared him so much that he didn’t dare to take a breath.

He hurriedly urged the server to bring the dishes. If they kept waiting like this, it might turn into a battlefield!

On the other hand, Simon became more relaxed.

more accommodating, Simon didn’t have to handle as much on his own as before. He realized that

had already treated Martina as his

happy. As long as the boss

it was necessary to “curry favor” with Miss

pleasant, especially for Camille. She

weren’t for Pierre holding her back, she probably would have

Of course, most of the time, it was Benjamin who fed Martina. Martina did it in return as a gesture of reciprocity and to help Benjamin recover faster–nothing

had enough to drink. Pierre supported

vain because Benjamin didn’t care at all. What did Benjamin care about Camille’s usual behavior? He was more concerned about everything related to Martina. As

Moreau had quite a bit to drink, it’s best for us to head home now. You don’t need to worry about us; we’ll make

Walker, actually… I quite

the verge of tears this time!

Camille’s mouth. The hairs on his body stood on

who knew what might happen! The whole cooperation deal could be

sole focus was on work, and

Camille off, Martina let out a sigh of relief and nudged the man beside

“Didn’t you feel it?”

words just now, but she

looked at Martina with bewilderment, “What’s wrong? Why were

instantly understood. Well, great,

eyes dramatically, and if it weren’t for Benjamin’s still recovering body, she would have loved to kick him

and she got drunk for you today. If I had known, I wouldn’t have come. It’s

just a moment. Then he smiled teasingly, “So,

the car!” Avoiding becoming the third wheel, he couldn’t hear their conversation anymore

didn’t think being single was a big deal, but with the recent