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 161

Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 161

Chapter 161: The Unwelcome Visitors

Just as Leslie was about to leave the bar with Elena, who would have thought that Elena would go crazy again from drinking too much. Her drunken behavior was incredibly embarrassing; it seemed as though she viewed Leslie as a horse.

With her eyes closed, she even patted Leslie’s butt, saying, “You stubborn horse! Why

won’t you run for me? Hurry up and run!”

Leslie’s face instantly turned red, not knowing if it was from embarrassment or annoyance. It was probably the first time he had ever been treated like this.

He looked at Martina, seeking help, and said, “Miss Martinez, what should we do? Is

Miss Rodríguez going insane?”

It was no wonder Leslie asked such a question because it was the first time he had

encountered such a situation. He was scared to death and couldn’t possibly remain calm.

The key issue was that Elena’s craziness seemed to have no end. No one knew when it

would stop.

Seeing that Leslie was still motionless, Elena started dancing around him, shaking him

non–stop. In a loud outburst, she yelled, “Move it! My brother said he’d buy me a good

you want me to break

believe her. If Miss Rodríguez had

breaking his legs!

witnessing Leslie’s desperate gaze, Martina could feel

throbbing in her head.

but could you please take her out of here quickly?

well. I’ll apologize to you later for this, Martina said,

herself, which was why she had to ask Leslie for help. The situation was not as simple as it seemed, and she couldn’t think of a

a bit resistant to the idea,

Miss Martinez, and the boss’s favorite. If he

inside the bar, a

she would accidentally fall off his back. Meanwhile, Leslie took it

three steps back. Elena’s behavior

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Martinez, we might not be able to leave until

would probably sober up instantly,

But

apologize the next day. It was definitely preferable to avoid causing a scene in the bar and drawing all those people’s attention. Handling it that way would

way around, and their muscles were all bulging with strength. Just

now, she could only pretend she hadn’t

as soon as possible, that would be a good thing for sure. Getting into a confrontation with them would likely lead to no good

Martina’s thinking wasn’t too meticulous, she could still distinguish between what was more urgent and what wasn’t. In this situation, the best choice was to

a professional bodyguard, how could Leslie not sense the malicious intent of these people in front

in front of him coldly and expressed his displeasure, saying, “What the hell are you guys up to? Have

them. It must have taken a lot to make him