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

Chapter 11: Was she look like a teenager?
Now that she was here, Martina couldn’t just leave directly. Fortunately, she had never seen this kind of special performance before, so she just considered it as refreshing her eyes.

These dancers were truly professional and quickly became lively both on and off stage. And the audience were screaming and crazy for them.

One of them even focused his attention on Martina, as if he had seen some rare treasure. The next second, he came up to Martina and asked in a low and sexy voice, “Miss, would you like to come on stage and dance with me?”

Martina’s face stiffened as she felt the gaze of many people falling on her, and she instinctively shook her head to refuse. “No, thank you.”

But this man was persistent and refused to let it go. “I rarely see such a beautiful woman like you. Don’t be shy. It’s a very precious chance.”

Martina’s face stiffened again. Just as Elena was about to say something, a sudden and strange commotion came from behind!

“Stop! Everyone! Turn off the music! We are the policemen!”

With the sound of police reprimands, the scene was finally brought under control. Many people instinctively wanted to run, but both the front and back doors, as well as the windows, were blocked and there was no escape.

Even if they wanted to run, they had to see if they had wings first.

Martina was also very innocent, especially since she was being pulled by the dancer who invited her just now by the wrist..

This scene was immediately overinterpreted by the police.

Not long after, they were taken to the police station. Someone specifically questioned Martina alone, “What were you doing at the nightclub?”

Martina had no expression on her face. “I was watching the performance.”

“Then what is your relationship with that dancer? Do you know that he is a suspect? He is highly suspected of taking advantage of young girls‘ admiration to rape several women, including minors.”

Martina really didn’t know him.

that she was still lucky. “I didn’t

repeated questioning, Martina refused to

record and conduct a deeper investigation into your background information. Once everything is clear, we

comply, but suddenly realized that she had left her ID behind in her hurry to leave. “I happened to forget my ID. Do you believe me, officer?” she said with a slightly embarrassed

with those people, and now she didn’t have an

expression and tone and said somewhat helplessly, “So…does that mean I

been moved by Martina’s sincere

you can ask your friend to bring your ID over, then

furrowed her brows tightly. In this big city, Elena was her only close friend. But now,

are you so hesitant? Could it be that you’re not yet 18

did look quite young. Even if she claimed

then, why don’t you make a phone call to

even

away from LA, how could he come

her father, who

a glimmer of hope, “Elena, who was brought here with me, is my friend. She can testify for me! Or maybe she can help me get

that Martina was a teenager and had

without saying a word, they

the nightclub gathered here. Among them was also Adam. She had no

his expression changed drastically. “Hey, isn’t this

in irritation and said, “Aren’t you

understand. I can leave

spoke to Adam, implying that it was all just a misunderstanding

you in this sorry state, Adam sneered at Martina. “Martinez, you can stay here and wait! I

was prominent and powerful. Although not comparable to the Walker family, it