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.

surprised but felt fortunate that she was still lucky. “I didn’t know before, but now I do,” she

repeated questioning, Martina refused to admit

into your background information. Once

in her hurry to leave. “I happened to forget my ID. Do

“involved” with those people, and now she didn’t have an ID, which

understood the police officer’s expression and tone and said somewhat helplessly, “So…does that mean I can’t go

moved by Martina’s sincere and lovely expression and softened his tone

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

tightly. In this big city, Elena was her only close

suspicious and said, “Miss, why are you so hesitant? Could it be that you’re not

she did look quite young. Even if she claimed to be under 18, there were plenty

you make a phone call to your

became even

from LA, how could he come over? It was simply

besides her father, who could prove

my friend. She can testify for me! Or maybe she can help me get my ID

already determined that Martina was a teenager and had even ventured into a nightclub? which

saying a word, they brought Martina

many guests or performers from the nightclub gathered here. Among them was also Adam. She had no

his expression changed drastically. “Hey,

eyes in irritation and said, “Aren’t you

understand. I

Adam, implying

if he saw you in this sorry state, Adam sneered at Martina. “Martinez, you can stay here

not comparable to the Walker family,