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.

that he should rest, but the next second, he was intimidated by

assistants sat together in the small conference room with a gloomy

she was the oldest and the most senior member of the Walker family. She

so frantically and not caring about anything else, it seemed more like he was

of pondering, Rihanna asked, “By the way,

“No, we had a long. day of meetings, and then we were invited to dinner with the other party. We all came back together, but we didn’t

boss to sign the report in the car.

her lips and said, “Is there anything

head,

at Rihanna in

she immediately grasped the key point, “Has anyone called or messaged from

the assistants said, “Yesterday, the boss’s

intuition told her that this matter was not important,

days ago, Mr. Lu, a friend of Mr. Benjamin Walker, called to ask when he could

took a deep breath and her eyes

at each other and quickly checked the

number of times Martina had called before, even Rihanna noticed that there had been a significant decrease recently, to the point that there had been none at all.

this moment, even Simon hadn’t realized the true

further, “When was the last time she

replied, “9 days ago? 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 tell him

the call log. Suddenly, an inexplicable voice warned her that the

“Call back!” she ordered.

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

received his call, it would

things were

dialed her

a member of the wealthy circle in LA,