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

Chapter 55: No Longer Bothered to Make Efforts
The man explained, “This woman is a bit ugly, and she has a Scottish accent. Should we take control of her first?” not.

Leslie caught on to some key points. Actually, it didn’t matter whether she was ugly or Now who didn’t know how to put on some makeup? Moreover, Martina had recently completely shattered their conventional perception of her.

So, it was possible that the heavily made-up woman who looked somewhat like Martina but also different could actually be her!

Leslie had been experiencing visual fatigue and physical exhaustion lately. Now that he finally heard a somewhat useful piece of information, of course, he would rather wrongly capture someone than let her go!

“Are you stupid? Isn’t there a possibility that all of this is just a disguise? Need me to teach you? Go and monitor her, keep watching until she disembarks!”

Just after the order, all of them began searching for Martina’s figure because her disguise was incredibly convincing.

One could say she achieved an epic level of ugliness with her intentionally unattractive makeup. With her fiery red lips and panda-like eyes, she was particularly easy to spot.

Due to her physical discomfort, Martina didn’t even notice that there were people nearby keeping an eye on her. They received instructions from Leslie to maintain a far distance and never let Martina notice them. Once Martina disembarked, they could intercept her directly.

Martina had no idea how long she had waited, but she finally saw the ship docking.

She listened to the sounds emanating from the ship, feeling anxious. Stepping off the ship, she intentionally glanced back, observing if any of the individuals on board displayed any signs of abnormal movement.

In order to avoid raising Martina’s suspicions, those people did not disembark. Instead, they made contact with the people on the dock.

Passing through the crowd, Martina returned to the same dock where she had departed last time.

There didn’t seem to be many people taking ships today, so it wasn’t too crowded when Martina disembarked.

She scanned her surroundings and wanted to look for a carpool to pick her up and leave.

after taking a few steps, an open space ahead suddenly filled with a large group

would know what was

accompanied by several well-dressed individuals

Martina. He was surprised to see her current appearance. This was the same glamorous Miss

have the best things. Yet, a woman. like her, in order to escape her boss, was now subjecting herself to such

the life Martina was living now

her

course, Leslie could never utter such words out loud. At most, he would speculate in his own

he proactively greeted

“What Miss Martinez? Who are

inner nervousness, she had forgotten to

sweet and tender voice instantly reached the ears of these

you still need to disguise yourself? Or

pursed her lips, feeling increasingly

and said, “I don’t understand what you’re are

companions swiftly and purposefully shifted aside, revealing a path wide enough for a person to

figure in front of her. She carefully looked

appeared and took step by step

landed on Martina’s heart, making her heartbeat match its

stood towering over Martina, his gaze specifically fixated on

from years And the makeup on her face, with bold and intense red lips, seemed capable of devouring

flashed in Benjamin’s eyes, but he

period because he had been

had been bad, and no one could understand