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.

but felt fortunate that she was still lucky. “I didn’t know

refused to admit any connection with

your ID. We need to make a record and conduct a deeper investigation into your background information. Once everything is clear, we will

her ID behind in her hurry to leave. “I happened to forget my ID. Do you believe me, officer?” she said with a slightly

her. After all, Martina was already somewhat “involved” with those people, and now she didn’t have an ID, which made

police officer’s expression and tone and said somewhat

he might have been moved by Martina’s sincere and lovely expression and softened his tone a

you can ask your friend to bring your ID over, then you can go back,” suggested

only close friend. But now,

young police officer was suspicious and said, “Miss, why are you so hesitant? Could

she claimed to be under

call to your family? We police officers

became even more

LA, how could he come over?

father, who could

a glimmer of hope, “Elena, who was brought here with me, is my friend. She can testify

the police had already determined that Martina was a teenager and

they brought Martina

guests or performers from the nightclub gathered here. Among them

Martina, his expression changed drastically. “Hey,

rolled her eyes in irritation and said, “Aren’t you

don’t understand. I

if on cue, a police officer politely spoke to Adam, implying that it was all just a misunderstanding and

be if he saw you in this sorry state, Adam sneered at Martina. “Martinez, you can stay here and wait! I won’t play with you

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