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 take

breath.

server to bring the dishes.

turn into a battlefield!

hand, Simon

more accommodating,

realized that this decrease in

Martina.

Martina

the boss would

everyone was happy!

it was necessary

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

back, she probably would have

the time, it was Benjamin who fed Martina. Martina did it in

Pierre supported her and

usual behavior? He was more concerned about everything related to Martina. As for other people, they were just

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

Walker, actually… I

the verge of tears this time! To avoid

or Martina, he quickly reached out and covered Camille’s mouth. The hairs on his body stood

it, who knew what might

on work, and nothing else

Martina let out a sigh of relief and nudged the

“Didn’t you feel it?”

now, but

looked

you glaring at me

this, Martina instantly understood. Well,

and if

loved to kick him to

got drunk for you today. If I had

a

for a moment, but it was just

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