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

Facing Leslie, who showed no intention of backing down, these men were eager to throw punches, as if they would start fighting any second.

“Well, if you’re itching for a beating, we’re happy to oblige. And if things get ugly, don’t come crying to us. Consider this your warning,” one of them sneered.

In no time, they engaged in a fierce battle. Their seamless coordination indicated their extensive experience fighting together and flawless teamwork.

Despite Leslie’s fighting prowess, dealing with so many opponents throwing punches and kicks wasn’t an easy task. He got injured here and there, and if this kept on, it was just a matter of time before he’d be overwhelmed.

Martina was starting to panic. She wouldn’t forgive herself if anything happened to Leslie!

As she watched them surrounding Leslie, and the fight getting fiercer with a desire to hurt him badly, Martina couldn’t sit still any longer.

She noticed several bottles of alcohol on a nearby table, whether used or unused, there were quite a few of them. If those bottles hit someone, it would be of help.

In the current situation, special circumstances called for special measures, and Martina couldn’t stay indifferent. She couldn’t just watch Leslie get into trouble right in front of her and do nothing about it. Leslie got into this mess because of her, and if she turned a blind. eye, she might never be able to forgive herself.

Martina decisively grabbed two empty bottles nearby, ignoring the curious looks from others, and smashed them down on the heads of two of the men.

Glass shards flew everywhere, and her eyes were filled with an indescribable fierceness. One of the men had blood streaming down his head, and it was quite a gruesome sight.

Martina had deliberately acted docile in front of Benjamin before, but that didn’t mean she was always that way.

You bastards! I know who sent you here! If you don’t want this situation to blow up, get out of here

hearing Martina’s words, the men couldn’t help but be taken aback, probably trying to figure out if what she said was true

eyes, it seemed impossible. They hadn’t revealed anything from beginning to end and had intentionally acted like street thugs. Could Martina really see through their act?

That felt unrealistic.

quickly covered his head, his eyes filled with even more hatred. If he had only wanted to kill before, now he genuinely wanted to

and now you want us

matter what. If you don’t the price, you’ll never learn your lesson!”

women with us. Today, nothing unexpected can happen. Otherwise, none of us will be able to stick around

the others were even more fired up. Nobody wanted to be kicked out

worse

Miss Rodríguez and leave now! Leave the rest to

made

gradually realized how serious the situation was when she saw the blood, finally understanding what they were

a crazy fight where people seemed willing to risk their lives. Was this

distance and clenched her teeth while grabbing two more bottles, saying, “I’m gonna fight you guys!”

her own body, grabbed a weapon

way those people had called Martina’s name earlier, it was apparent that they had deliberately come

though Leslie had called Martina “Miss Martinez“,

and deliberately came here to