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

Chapter 70

Chapter 70: This Was Simply A Battlefield

Could it be that her son no longer believed in her?

The moment this possibility crossed Elizabeth’s mind, her face instantly darkened, and she wished she could just drag Martina off the bed right now and throw her out.

Unfortunately, Leslie was still present, so Elizabeth couldn’t openly express her true feelings too obviously.

In the end, Elizabeth could only forcefully suppress her inner anger and disappear from the room.

According to Benjamin’s wishes, it was best for Elizabeth not to go upstairs. She could freely command downstairs.

It didn’t matter what she did, but the second floor belonged to Martina, and Benjamin didn’t want anyone to disturb her and risk provoking her discontent.

Martina was already unhappy about being forcibly brought back, and if someone deliberately caused trouble in front of her, it would definitely backfire.

Benjamin now valued Martina’s feelings a lot, and naturally, he wouldn’t allow anyone to bully her in his presence, not even her own mother.

In fact, to put it plainly, Benjamin was trying to make amends. Regardless of the outcome, he wanted to take action first, or else he would feel very uneasy.

Leslie watched Elizabeth leave, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. This was simply a battlefield.

When Elizabeth left, the look in her eyes seemed like she wanted to kill. Had he offended Elizabeth?

Leslie deeply regretted it now. He would rather engage in a bloody battle with someone. for several days than endure such a stifling atmosphere here.

Unfortunately, this was ultimately the boss’s decision, and no matter how dissatisfied Leslie felt, he couldn’t change the situation.

from silently enduring, he didn’t have any

Martinez, rest well. If

Martina didn’t say anything.

could Benjamin still tolerate it?

the incident about her almost falling out with Elizabeth would

not been sufficient. She needed to devise a

…

mood, Martina was feeling a bit

up again,

as

would enter this villa because Benjamin had agermophobia and didn’t like having too many people

Elizabeth was the same. If she wanted to socialize with others, she had to leave home and go outside. Otherwise, it would only displease

slightly, feeling that something was off. She decided to step out

quite unexpected when Martina took a look. Downstairs, there was an automatic mahjong table

influential figures, were sitting around the mahjong table, dressed in glamorous attire,

did this-it

get the desired outcome from her confrontation with Martina, she decided to express her dissatisfaction to

so, Benjamin seemed to turn a blind eye to it. His temper was even more resilient than Martina had anticipated. He

believe it. Was this really Benjamin? Normally, hen

happened to see Leslie bringing some

like to have some fruits? These are freshly flown-in fruits, they taste amazing. They were specially prepared

glanced at them. They were just some very fresh grapes that looked

“No, thanks.” Then her gaze fell back on those women downstairs playing

Martina had thought of something, a faint smile finally appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she proactively glanced at Leslie, saying, “So, Benjamin only told you to keep

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