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?

so much that he didn’t dare to

breath.

hurriedly urged the server to bring the dishes.

turn into a battlefield!

the other hand, Simon became

gradually becoming more accommodating, Simon didn’t

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

Martina.

treated Martina as

she was happy, the boss would be happy. As

everyone was happy!

necessary to “curry favor” with

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

weren’t for Pierre holding her back, she probably

occasionally. Of course, most of the time, it was Benjamin

enough to drink. Pierre supported her and explained, “Mr. Walker, our boss isn’t usually

in vain because Benjamin didn’t care at all. What did Benjamin care about Camille’s usual behavior? He was more concerned about everything

worry about us; we’ll make

Camille murmured, “Mr. Walker, actually…

on the verge of tears this time! To avoid inviting

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

who knew what might happen!

was on work, and nothing

sigh of relief and

“Didn’t you feel it?”

had heard Camille’s words just now, but she

looked at Martina with

glaring at me

Well, great, Benjamin really didn’t catch

rolled her eyes dramatically, and if

loved to

got drunk for you today. If I had known,

such a

for a moment, but it was just a

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