Chapter 9
Chapter 9 Who Moved My Study?
Benjamin thought carefully about the fragments, and confirmed that he really wanted to see Martina.
Then he got up resolutely.
However, at this moment, his eyes noticed that something was missing from the white wall on his left.
“Who moved my study?” he asked.
The housemaid responsible for cleaning was summoned and meekly answered, “Miss Martinez moved
it herself… That day, Miss Martinez stayed here for a while and seemed to have taken away a lot of
things.”
“What did she take?” asked Benjamin, eagerly.
“It seems to be a painting?” said the housemaid.
Benjamin finally figured it out. Yes, all the paintings Martina had painted for him had disappeared.
Looking at the once full wall now so empty, he suddenly became restless.
Simon, who had been following Benjamin all along, became increasingly uneasy and even began to
have a bold spection – it seemed that Martina was not so dispensable in the boss’s heart?
Upon arriving home, Martina removed her high heels ungracefully and reclined on the sofa for a short
period of time.
Her mood was not very good now, and whenever she interacted with the Walker family. it would affect
her mood. But it didn’t matter, she just needed to be more open–minded and make up her mind, the
rest would be diluted by time.
As time passed, Martina still felt a little sad, especially since Simon’s words were. repeating in her
head.
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Did he really think Martina was only after pocket money? It was ridiculous.
Martina shook her head mockingly and buried herself in the pillow with a sullen face. Not long after, a
slight weeping sound could be heard.
She couldn’t pinpoint exactly when her fondness for Benjamin had transformed into this unhealthy level
of obsession.
Martina held the belief that it wasn’t necessarily wrong to harbor feelings for someone, even if it meant
giving up everything for them.
But why did her infatuation turn into something so toxic? Was it because of her initial attraction that she
had to bear so much pain and negativity?
Perhaps it was because Benjamin was too perfect and wless, that no matter what Martina did, it was
deemed wrong.
In the eyes of others, Martina was a maniptive person with ulterior motives. Even if she left the
Walker family and started her own life, those people would still think that she was forcing a marriage or
after money.
Martina clung to her pillow tightly and whispered to herself, “You can do this, Martina. You must hold
on…and never look back.”
Despite her bad mood, she still managed to make herself something to fill her stomach. Just as she sat
down at the table, her phone vibrated twice.
Martina saw a message from Elena.
Elena: Hey little troublemaker, guess who called me just now?
Martina: Who?
Elena: It’s the butler!(Elena sent a yful meme.)
Martina: He’s looking for me? (Martina thought, the butler in the Walker family? He was scolded and yet
he wanted one more time?)
Elena: Of course!
Tired of typing, Martina called back. She asked, “What could he want from me? Does he want to be
scolded again?”
Elena didn’t realize the important part and said, “You don’t know how polite that old man was when he
spoke to me. Today, he even called me Miss Lin and subtly requested for me to give him your number!”
Martina’s mind froze, and the fast food in front of her suddenly lost their vor. She then asked, “Did
you give it to him?”
Elena immediately became unhappy, “What the heck? Do you think I’m that kind of person? Of course
not!”
Martina was satisfied and said, “That’s my sister!”
“But I did give him a number.”
“What number?”
“It’s just the phone number of thergest psychiatric hospital in the city! I told him to take the entire
Walker family there to stay for a few more days! I was almostughing to -death, and even that old man
was almost furious!”
Martina couldn’t help butugh, and her tone became much lighter, “You did a good job, but the Walker
family only thinks the world should revolve around them and never think they’re wrong.”
“Don’t be too confident. What if Benjamines to find you?”
Martina said firmly, “He won’t.”
Unconsciously, she thought of the days before.
Martina signed, “I’ve been living with him for six years and have never really left him, and he’s even
less likely toe find me on his own.”
“With your level of putting up with things, you could probably break some world record!”
“Yeah, I feel pretty shameless too. I’ve been hugging a stone that never gets warm for six years.”
Elena tried tofort her in a soft tone, “Don’t be afraid. A prodigal son returning home is worth more
than gold. It’s not toote, “I know it, but Elena couldn’t stand Martina’s depressed tone and
encouraged her, “But you can rest assured that when hees back, I’ll find a chance to exin
everything.” She changed the topic, “Since you’re free now, why don’t we have some fun?”
“What kind of fun?”
“There is a club named Blue Castle Bay here, which is an adult nightclub that’s really exciting!”
The so–called adult nightclub was actually a gray area.
It’s just that because Elena didn’t go there often, she always called it that.
“Forget it,” Martina spoil the fun and said. “Your family has strict discipline, and I know it too. Can your
brother allow you to go to a club at midnight?
Elena was all bark and no bite, especially since there were powerful brothers at home! Otherwise, even
if she was grown up, she wouldn’t be so eager to go to a nightclub with Martina.
Elena justified herself, “What are you talking about? I think you’re too repressed and want you toe
out and rx.”
Martina didn’t expose Elena and said, “Forget it, you can go by yourself if you want to. I’m still not
going.”
Elena had to use her trump card. “By the way, do you know there’s a themed exhibition at the nightclub
this time?”
“What is it?” asked Martina in curiosity.
Elena lowered her voice and said, “It’s body painting, you know! I heard that it’s a mythological theme,
definitely something that is hard toe by!”
Speaking of the so–called mythology, many people will probably unconsciously associate it with many
things.
Anything rted to it was bound to be filled with mysterious artistic sense. Martina was kind of
convinced.
Elena asked again, “So…you’re really not going?”
Martina hesitated for two seconds and answered, “I’ll go.”
When Elena drove over to pick her up, it was already close to 11 o’clock!
Blue Castle Bay was a bit far from where Martina was located.
In the car, Elena looked at Martina with great interest and saw that she was wearing a very exquisite
and decent ck suspender mini skirt. She also had a barely visible small cardigan outside, with
exquisite makeup on her face. The whole person gave off a sexy and charming feeling, like a very
delicate little fairy. Especially the teardrop mole under the corner of her eye, it was even more tempting.
Now, Martina no longer had the gentle and lovely image she used to have. Instead, she was absolutely
hot!