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

Chapter 161

Just as Leslie was about to leave the bar with Elena, who would have thought that Elena would go crazy again from drinking too much. Her drunken behavior was incredibly embarrassing; it seemed as though she viewed Leslie as a horse.

With her eyes closed, she even patted Leslie’s butt, saying, “You stubborn horse! Why

won’t you run for me? Hurry up and run!”

Leslie’s face instantly turned red, not knowing if it was from embarrassment or annoyance. It was probably the first time he had ever been treated like this.

He looked at Martina, seeking help, and said, “Miss Martinez, what should we do? Is

Miss Rodríguez going insane?”

It was no wonder Leslie asked such a question because it was the first time he had

encountered such a situation. He was scared to death and couldn’t possibly remain calm.

The key issue was that Elena’s craziness seemed to have no end. No one knew when it

would stop.

Seeing that Leslie was still motionless, Elena started dancing around him, shaking him

non–stop. In a loud outburst, she yelled, “Move it! My brother said he’d buy me a good

horse. Run, unless you want me to break your legs!”

Leslie didn’t believe her. If Miss Rodríguez had the guts, she

breaking his legs!

gaze, Martina

her

you please take her out

apologize to you later for this, Martina said,

help. The situation was not as simple as it seemed, and she couldn’t think of a better

bit resistant to the idea, he had

boss’s favorite. If he

the bar, a

his back. Meanwhile, Leslie took it all in

every step they took forward, it felt like they were taking three steps back. Elena’s behavior on his back was just too

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be able to leave until

call Elena’s brother now, could she? If she did, Elena would probably sober up instantly, but it

idea. But the current

the next day. It was definitely preferable to avoid causing a scene in the bar and drawing all those people’s attention. Handling it that

unexpected guests suddenly appeared before her eyes. These people looked well–trained, like they knew their way around, and their muscles were all bulging with strength. Just a glance from afar was enough to be intimidating, let alone this up–close encounter, which

people were troublemakers, but for now, she could only pretend she hadn’t

away from them as soon as possible, that would be a good thing for sure. Getting into a confrontation with

still distinguish between what was more urgent and what wasn’t. In this situation, the best choice was

a professional bodyguard, how could Leslie not sense the

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