Chapter 3


    Fleeing the Gilded Cage: Don’t Want to be the Billionaire’s Wife Chapter 3


    Chapter 3 Was the Boss in a Bad Mood?


    At night, the Goltzstra?e street was very quiet. After just finishing a negotiation meeting, Benjamin, with


    slightly fast footsteps, returned to the hotel he sponsored.


    Inside the ck Rolls–Royce, thepany’s assistant, Simon Lee, held the meeting’s record report for


    him to sign. He turned around and wanted to leave after the signature.


    But the man sitting on the back seat of the car, who was originally silent and terrifying, suddenly said,


    “Anything else?”


    Simon couldn’t help holding his breath, and his brain turned quickly, trying to think about what else he


    needed to report to him.


    However, no matter how hard Simon tried, he couldn’t think of anything. “Everything is going smoothly


    in terms of work, and nothing unexpected has happened,” he replied, But Benjamin’s eyebrows did not


    rx, instead, they furrowed tighter. He nced at the bottomless night outside the window and asked,


    “What time is it in LA now?”


    Simon was momentarily stunned before answering, “It’s 4 p.m. in the morning.”


    Benjamin remained silent, but as his assistant sitting right next to him, Simon could clearly feel the


    temperature in the car drop suddenly at that moment.


    Simon cautiously nced at his boss, unsure if he had said something wrong.


    Usually, when they returned to the hotel, Benjamin would take off his coat and go to the temporary


    study to work overtime like usual.


    His apanying assistants and advisors would also work tirelessly with him through the night.


    In the eyes of others, Benjamin was indeed a genius in various fields, especially in the business world,


    where he had raised the Walker Group to be a domestic industry giant in just a few years.


    However, only a few people around him knew that he was an extreme and frightening perfectionist,


    especially when it came to work, he had no empathy for any situation.


    As it approached dawn, the assistants and consultants who were working with him began to feel


    exhausted and wanted to rest, but the man in the temporary study did not move, so they didn’t dare to


    leave.


    Later, it was still Simon who, under pressure, went to remind Benjamin that he should rest, but the next


    second, he was intimidated by the cold gaze of Benjamin.


    Outside the room, the assistants sat together in the small conference room with a gloomy expression.


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    Rihanna Fenty looked worriedly at the room. Among this group of people, she was the oldest and the


    most senior member of the Walker family. She also knew the boss’s temper the best.


    Now, with Benjamin working so frantically and not caring about anything else, it seemed more like he


    was in a bad mood than working.


    After a moment of pondering, Rihanna asked, “By the way, did the boss say anything else today?”


    The rest of people shook their heads one after another and said, “No, we had a long. day of meetings,


    and then we were invited to dinner with the other party. We all came back together, but we didn’t even


    get a chance to talk to the boss.”


    It was actually Simon who had a sudden thought and recalled what happened when he asked the boss


    to sign the report in the car. He said, “Oh, when I asked the boss to sign the report in the car, he


    suddenly asked me what time it was in LA.”


    Rihanna pursed her lips and said, “Is there anything else?”


    Simon shook his head, “I don’t think so.”


    The other people looked at Rihanna in bewilderment, “What’s going on?”


    Rihanna’s mind was indeed sharp, and she immediately grasped the key point, “Has anyone called or


    messaged from the US recently?”


    One of the assistants said, “Yesterday, the boss’s mother called to ask something.”


    As a woman, Rihanna’s intuition told her that this matter was not important, “Anything else?”


    The other person said, “Oh, yes, a few days ago, Mr. Lu, a friend of Mr. Benjamin Walker, called to ask


    when he coulde back!”


    Rihanna took a deep breath and her eyes suddenly changed, and questioned, “What about Miss


    Martinez?”


    Everyone looked at each other and quickly checked the call records.


    Recalling the number of times Martina had called before, even Rihanna noticed that there had been a


    significant decrease recently, to the point that there had been none at all. She emphasized, “Did Miss


    Martinez call or not?”


    At this moment, even Simon hadn’t realized the true meaning of this question. He replied, “No, she


    didn’t.”


    Rihanna pressed further, “When was thest time she called?”


    Simon replied, “9 days ago? I am not very sure. But at that time, Mr. Benjamin Walker was in a very


    important meeting with someone, so we received the call and didn’t tell him about it.”


    Rihanna took the phone and carefully looked through the call log. Suddenly, an inexplicable voice


    warned her that the problem may lie here!


    “Call back!” she ordered.


    The phone on the sofa kept ringing incessantly. Martina felt annoyed and finally took out the SIM card


    from the phone and threw it on the table.


    Previously, Benjamin rarely called her, so every time she received his call, it would make her happy for


    a long time.


    But now things were different.


    Then Martina dialed her friend’s phone number.


    Elena Rodríguez was also a member of the wealthy circle in LA, but the two were college ssmates


    before.


    Coming from a family of old money, Elena received the news of Martina’s departure from the Walker


    family early in the morning and was just about to inquire about the reason. behind it.


    As soon as the call was connected, Elena couldn’t help but shout, “Come on, what are you up to again


    ?”


    As Martina’s friend and bestie, Elena once said that if Martina could really let go of Benjamin, she


    would definitely find someone better and richer for her.


    Unfortunately, Martina had been infatuated with Benjamin since their first day of college, and despite


    Elena’s frustration and efforts, she remained dedicated to him.


    When she heard that Martina had left the Walker family, Elena immediately assumed it was another


    one of her friend’s schemes. She asked impatiently, “Come on, tell me, what’s your angle this time? Are


    you trying to force a marriage or something?”


    Martina let out a helplessugh.


    Noticing the silence on the other end of the line, Elena adopted a more serious tone and said, “My


    troublemaker, what’s going on with you?”


    Martina took a deep breath, set aside her reluctance, and replied, “I want to let go. I want to break up


    with him.”


    Elena couldn’t help but sigh, not taking it to heart, “Oh, I’ve heard that 800 times. before. Has it ever


    worked?”


    In her opinion, Martina liked Benjamin to death. To ask her to let go, she might as well wait until Martina


    died!


    Martinaughed as well, as if she also doubted herself. Finally, she shook her head. and changed the


    subject, “I want to go to the studio tomorrow.”


    Elena was even more curious and said, “Really? You haven’t been to the studio in years. What are you


    going to do there now?”


    Martina stood up, slowly walked to the balcony, and smiled while blowing in the wind, “If I don’t work,


    are you going to support me?”


    Elena blinked and pouted, “The Walker family is so wealthy. How could I afford to support you?”


    Martina interrupted her, “I didn’t take anything from him, including money.”


    Elena couldn’t help but stare for a few seconds before eagerly asking, “What do you mean by that?”