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.

“Get lost! You bastards! I know who sent you here! If you don’t want this situation to blow up, get out of here right now!!” Martina
warned loudly.

Upon hearing Martina’s words, the men couldn’t help but be taken aback, probably trying to figure out if what she said was true
or false.
In their 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.
The injured man quickly covered his head, his eyes filled with even more hatred. If he had only wanted to kill before, now he
genuinely wanted to do it!
“You’re completely unreasonable, lady. You broke our heads and now you want us to leave? Ain’t no such luck!”
“Martina, let me tell you! Today, we’re taking you away no matter what. If you don’t the price, you’ll never learn your lesson!” pay
“Brothers, let’s deal with this meddlesome guy first, and then we’ll take these two women with us. Today, nothing unexpected can
happen. Otherwise, none of us will be able to stick around anymore!”
With these words, the others were even more fired up. Nobody wanted to be kicked out like that.
Leslie saw that things were turning worse and quickly yelled in Martina’s direction,
“Miss Martinez, take Miss Rodríguez and leave now! Leave the rest to me; I’ll be fine!”
Martina felt compelled to stay; her conscience and the present circumstances made it clear that leaving would pose great danger
to Leslie.
Elena gradually realized how serious the situation was when she saw the blood, finally understanding what they were facing.
“OMG, Martina, what’s going on? Don’t scare me like this...”
Elena had never seen such a scene before, with such a crazy fight where people seemed willing to risk their lives. Was this for
real?
Martina couldn’t explain much; she just asked Elena to keep her distance and clenched her teeth while grabbing two more

bottles, saying, “I’m gonna fight you guys!”
Seeing Martina’s determination, Elena, though struggling to control her own body, grabbed a weapon nearby and declared, “You
dare bully Martina? I’ll fight you too!”

From the way those people had called Martina’s name earlier, it was apparent that they had deliberately come looking for
trouble. Otherwise, how would they have known Martina’s real name?
Even though Leslie had called Martina “Miss Martinez“, he didn’t call her first name.
Unless these people had accurate information beforehand and deliberately came here to cause trouble for Martina, everything
would make sense.
If it weren’t for the urgent situation at hand, Martina would have wanted to immediately confront them about it.
Meanwhile, on the 2nd floor of the bar, there was something peculiar about one of the private rooms. Most of its walls were
covered with double–sided floor–to-ceiling glass windows. The advantage of these windows was that people inside could clearly
see outside, but those outside couldn’t see what was happening inside. It seemed like an arrangement for seeking some kind of
excitement.
At this moment, In one of those private rooms, a familiar figure was there.
That person was Amy.
She was wearing a delicate and soft little white dress. Although it looked ordinary, it was actually a high–end designer piece that
cost quite a bit.
Being the beloved princess of the Paloma family, she was always treated with utmost care and generosity.
Amy was accompanied by several other women, who seemed to be socialites from wealthy families. They all had their eyes fixed
on Amy and were cheering her on as they watched the scene outside.
“Well done!”
“Quickly took down that woman with the surname Martinez. She didn’t even realize her place and dared to try and fit into our
circle. Who did she think she was?”
“Miss Paloma, I’ve been saying that this woman is untrustworthy. From the beginning, you shouldn’t have given her any chance
to breathe. Otherwise, how could she have gotten. close to Mr. Walker?”
“That’s right! After being here for so long, even if it was a rotation, it should have been Miss Paloma’s turn, not that woman’s!”.

“Let’s wait and see. If Martinez was tainted this time, I believe Mr. Walker, no matter what, wouldn’t be interested in such a
woman.”