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 3

Chapter 3 Was the Boss in a Bad Mood?
At night, the Goltzstraße street was very quiet. After just finishing a negotiation meeting, Benjamin, with slightly fast footsteps, returned to the hotel he sponsored.

Inside the black Rolls–Royce, the company’s assistant, Simon Lee, held the meeting’s record report for him to sign. He turned around and wanted to leave after the signature.

But the man sitting on the back seat of the car, who was originally silent and terrifying, suddenly said, “Anything else?”

Simon couldn’t help holding his breath, and his brain turned quickly, trying to think about what else he needed to report to him.

However, no matter how hard Simon tried, he couldn’t think of anything. “Everything is going smoothly in terms of work, and nothing unexpected has happened,” he replied, But Benjamin’s eyebrows did not relax, instead, they furrowed tighter. He glanced at the bottomless night outside the window and asked, “What time is it in LA now?”

Simon was momentarily stunned before answering, “It’s 4 p.m. in the morning.”

Benjamin remained silent, but as his assistant sitting right next to him, Simon could clearly feel the temperature in the car drop suddenly at that moment.

Simon cautiously glanced at his boss, unsure if he had said something wrong.

Usually, when they returned to the hotel, Benjamin would take off his coat and go to the temporary study to work overtime like usual.

His accompanying assistants and advisors would also work tirelessly with him through the night.

In the eyes of others, Benjamin was indeed a genius in various fields, especially in the business world, where he had raised the Walker Group to become a domestic industry giant in just a few years.

However, only a few people around him knew that he was an extreme and frightening perfectionist, especially when it came to work, he had no empathy for any situation.

As it approached dawn, the assistants and consultants who were working with him began to feel exhausted and wanted to rest, but the man in the temporary study did not move, so they didn’t dare to leave.

to remind Benjamin that he should rest, but

the room, the assistants sat together in

was the oldest and the most

frantically and not caring about anything else, it seemed

“By the way,

one after another and said, “No, we had a long. day of meetings, and then we were invited to

and recalled what happened when he asked the boss to sign the report in the car. He said, “Oh, when I asked the boss to sign the report in the

lips and said, “Is

his head, “I

at Rihanna in bewilderment, “What’s going

and she immediately grasped the key point,

“Yesterday, the boss’s

a woman, Rihanna’s intuition told her that this matter

said, “Oh, yes, a few days ago, Mr. Lu, a friend of Mr. Benjamin Walker, called to ask when he could

breath and her eyes suddenly

looked at each other and quickly

decrease recently, to the point that there had been none at

even Simon hadn’t realized the true meaning of this

was the

I am not very sure. But at that time, Mr. Benjamin Walker was in a very important meeting with someone, so we received the call and didn’t

and carefully looked through the call log. Suddenly,

“Call back!” she ordered.

the sofa kept ringing incessantly. Martina felt annoyed and finally took out the SIM card from the phone and

time she received his call,

now things

her friend’s

member of the wealthy circle in LA, but the two were college classmates