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

At this moment, Leslie must have been out of his mind to even entertain such a thought. But despite his thoughts, Martina and
Leslie ended up following Elena into the bar.
Compared to other bars, this one was relatively safe, as it had several security guards stationed both inside and outside the
establishment, ready to respond to any potential issues promptly.
No wonder Elena felt at ease having fun here; it seemed like she had already had a few drinks herself. She led Martina to a
corner table, which seemed inconspicuous. On the table were some freshly served drinks and beverages,
“Martina, I really missed you! I was planning to call you today to ask when you’d be back, but you’ve come back on your own!”
Elena exclaimed. “You will stay this time, right? What did Benjamin say about it?”
Martina nodded and replied, “Yeah, this time I won’t leave. How could I leave just after coming back today? Benjamin has other
arrangements to handle, so he won’t be going on business trips in the near future.”
Moreover, even if Benjamin did go on a business trip, Martina couldn’t keep following him all the time; that wouldn’t be
appropriate. There was no real collaboration between Benjamin and Martina. While occasionally going on a business trip
together was acceptable, frequent trips might lead to gossip.
Elena seemed to have figured out Martina’s thoughts and cheerfully kissed her cheek. “So, does that mean we can work
together again? That’s great!”
“By the way, Martina, I forgot to tell you. Yesterday, we got a new project at our studio, and it’s a big one! I thought I couldn’t
handle it on my own, so I wanted you to help me. Who knew we would have such great chemistry between us!” Elena added.
Martina chuckled and looked at the carefree Elena. She couldn’t help feeling both helpless and amused by her friend’s
exuberance.
There was no way around it. Martina was Martina’s best friend, after all. Martina could only spoil her.

“What big project?” Martina hadn’t heard about it before. When it came to work, she became especially serious, wanting to know
all the details.
But Elena was not in the same mood right now. She hugged Martina and rubbed against her.

“Oh, forget about work stuff now that we’re out having fun. I’ll tell you tomorrow; there’s still plenty of time!” Elena hiccuped. “Oh,
by the way, Martina, I saw a handsome guy here, a really handsome one! He’s not any less charming than Benjamin!”
This caught Leslie off guard, and he sat there feeling uneasy. “Miss Rodríguez, you can’t say things like that... What do you
mean by all this?”
Elena finally noticed Leslie’s presence at this moment and frowned in annoyance. She immediately started to go on a tirade.
“Why do you care about what I mean? I can say whatever I want, and what’s it to you anyway? Aren’t you one of Benjamin’s
people? Mind your own business!”
“Otherwise, be careful, or I’ll sew your mouth shut! Then even if you want to complain to Benjamin, you’ll have to see if you still
have a mouth!”
Leslie didn’t retort.
Was Miss Rodríguez from the Rodríguez family really this fierce? He didn’t notice this before.
In truth, Elena was not typically like this. It was mainly because she had drunk a lot today, which led to this situation.
Martina gave Leslie a slightly apologetic look and said, “Sorry, she must have had too much to drink. This isn’t how she normally
behaves.”
Leslie, no matter how petty he might be, wouldn’t argue with a drunk woman.
“It’s alright,” Leslie graciously waved his hand and said. “Miss Martinez, you don’t need to explain anything to me. I understand.
Miss Rodríguez must have acted impulsively under the influence of alcohol, and I won’t hold it against her.”
But Elena continued to hiccup and said, “Tsk, you still want to argue with me? I’ve already let it go, more or less...”
“My best friend was doing just fine staying around outside. If it weren’t for you leading people to search for her, how could she
have been brought back here?”

Leslie felt quite helpless. “That was the boss’s decision. Could I refuse?”
“Besides, Miss Martinez being out there alone is not safe. The boss is doing this for her own good!”.

“Follow whatever Benjamin says, don’t you have any independent thinking?” Ling Elena retorted. “And don’t even mention it’s for
Martina’s own good. That kind of talk might work on a three–year–old, but my girl isn’t three years old!”
Leslie fell silent, realizing that they couldn’t carry on with this conversation any further. Elena noticed Leslie’s silence and
instantly became displeased once again.
“What’s the matter? Cat got your tongue, or do you have a problem with me? Let me tell you, if you have any issues, keep them
to yourself!” Elena threatened. “Otherwise, be careful, I’ll have my brother beat you up! Don’t be fooled by his gentle appearance,
he’s actually really good at throwing punches!”
As Elena mentioned her brother, her eyes betrayed a hint of restlessness, suggesting that her words were indeed true. In the
past, she had been rebellious and often faced the consequences of getting beaten by her brother.
Though Alejandro didn’t hit her to the point of serious harm, those slaps still hurt like crazy and left the hands swollen.
Thinking about those moments, Elena couldn’t help but shiver with fear. This was precisely why whenever Alejandro was home,
she dared not cross any lines, as he really did discipline her!
Martina was really feeling speechless. How could they continue like this? It seemed like there was no end in sight.
“Elena, I think you’ve had enough to drink. How about we head back now?” Martina suggested.
When Elena got drunk, she becomes really difficult to handle. Whether it was her non- stop chattering or her rebellious attitude,
Martina now understood how Alejandro must feel when trying to control his younger sister, because Elena could be quite a
handful.
“Don’t do this to me! Martina, help me find that handsome guy from earlier and get his contact information for me, please?” Elena
said. “You’re about to find love, and here I am, still single! How can I let my future kids lose in the race of life while I’m still
single?”
Martina sighed, “What on earth are you talking about, Elena? I won’t let you drink like this anymore!”
Martina had enough and gave a look to Leslie, saying, “Could you please help me carry her to the car? I can’t manage to move
her on my own.”
Leslie nodded, got up immediately, and prepared to carry Elena on his back to leave.