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

Chapter 145

Chapter 145: An Illusion?

Although Camille still felt a bit unhappy, she nodded and agreed, “My bad. I didn’t

consider it carefully.” Then she finished the drink in her hand in one gulp!

Martina was already used to such situations. Considering Camille had sensed Martina’s

feelings towards Benjamin, was it strange for her to act this way? No.

Martina replied with a fake smile, “I see you are straightforward. I apologize for

dampening the mood.” Then, she sat back down and gave Benjamin a discreet glance.

Camille had been waiting here. No wonder they were having a meal!

Didn’t Benjamin feel anything odd?

Camille’s emotions were hardly concealed; if Benjamin observed closely, he would

surely notice. However, he didn’t feel anything was amiss. He hadn’t paid any attention to

Camille’s feelings apart from discussing business. The dinner was merely a necessary

business engagement to him.

But if Benjamin didn’t want to come here or if Camille did or said anything to upset

him, it would be impossible for her to do something like this.

Benjamin felt Martina’s gaze and looked momentarily puzzled.

Did he do something wrong? He just didn’t want Martina to drink, that’s all. This made

him feel a bit angry with Camille.

So, what’s going on with Camille? Benjamin used to think she handled things quite well,

but now, did she changed?

and it scared him so much that he didn’t dare to take

breath.

hurriedly urged the server to bring the dishes. If they kept waiting like this,

turn into a battlefield!

other hand, Simon became more

gradually becoming more accommodating, Simon didn’t

own as before. He realized that this decrease in workload was

Martina.

treated Martina as his lucky

happy, the boss would be happy. As long as the boss

everyone was happy!

necessary to

dinner wasn’t very pleasant, especially for Camille. She kept drinking quietly,

holding her back, she probably would have ended

wine, ate her fill, and also fed Benjamin occasionally. Of course, most of the time, it was Benjamin who fed Martina. Martina did it in return as

supported her and

didn’t care at all. What did Benjamin care about Camille’s usual behavior? He was more concerned about everything related to Martina. As

Moreau had quite a bit to drink, it’s best for us to head home now. You don’t need to worry about us; we’ll make our own way back,” Simon said, skillfully dismissing them in just a few words as the social expert he

“Mr. Walker, actually… I quite

on the verge of tears this time! To avoid inviting the displeasure

hairs on his body stood on end, and he whispered, “Boss, you

might

sole focus was on work, and

sigh of relief and nudged the

“Didn’t you feel it?”

heard Camille’s words just now, but she didn’t

indifferently and looked

you glaring at me just

understood. Well, great, Benjamin really didn’t catch

eyes dramatically, and if it weren’t for Benjamin’s still

have loved to

she got drunk for you today. If

a hassle,” Martina

taken aback for a moment, but

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