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

Chapter 107

Chapter 107: Being Plotted

Elena urgently needed to use the restroom. She had to leave Martina alone in the

hallway, telling her that she would be back as soon as she finished in the restroom.

Martina was not a child, and it was not a big deal for her to be left alone in a social

setting, so she naturally had no reason to refuse. She nodded and agreed.

However, after about two or three minutes, Martina received a text message from

Elena. “Honey, I forgot to bring something. Please come quickly! I’m in the restroom at the far end of the hallway, on the right side. Don’t go the wrong way!”

At the same time, a sneaky figure happened to pass by the entrance of the men’s and women’s restrooms and cunningly switched the signs.

Martina, seeing how Elena referred to her, thought it was just her usual way of talking.

Although the nickname was a little different from their usual conversations, Martina didn’t

think much of it.

She simply replied, “I’ll be right there.”

Afterward, Martina reached into her prepared bag and took out the backup items,

hurrying towards the location Elena had mentioned.

it

Fortunately, she had been observant of her surroundings since she arrived, which made easy for her to find the place Elena had described.

She arrived at the two doors in front of her and without much thought, she headed towards the restroom on the left. After all, there was a clear sign indicating it was the

women’s restroom, and she couldn’t have mistaken that.

Not only that, but she also caught a whiff of an unfamiliar fragrance. It was a scent that couldn’t be described,

lightheaded.

sense of unease instantly struck Martina,

amiss in

to have some kind of fragrance in the restroom, but how

such a scent?

of this restroom didn’t look

would there be urinals?

was clearly a

backward after hearing a belch, and she saw a

ular

man, tall and burly.

what stood out were his bulging muscles. One punch from him would undoubtedly be explosive.

furrowed until the moment he saw Martina, then it finally smoothed out

unmistakable interest and

impossible to ignore.

who willingly walked right into my arms? You

Are you

just my little hobby. But considering

I can reluctantly accept

was already set in stone,

why she was

a vigilant gaze, gripping the doorknob tightly and trying to twist it, only to find that

this door

correct, someone was plotting against her. Otherwise, how could the restroom signs be hung incorrectly, and why would there

I simply wandered into the men’s restroom by accident, and I apologize for that. But now the door has been locked by

was soft, yet carried a hint of reason, making it sound particularly pleasant. With her

muscular man was fascinated.

sneered coldly, “You think I’ll just

as she clearly

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