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

Chapter 162

Although Martina didn’t fully understand the exact meaning of those words, she could clearly sense that it definitely wasn’t something nice. The immediate laughter and the

lecherous glances from these people made it evident.

Just one look at them made Martina feel sick. It was utterly disgusting!

It was as if their fears had manifested into reality. From the beginning, Martina had

such suspicions, but who would have thought that it would actually ctrue?

Leslie’s anger surged within him. How dare these people, disregarding his identity, openly scheme something inappropriate in front of Miss Martinez? He would be finished for

sure if the boss were to find out about this.

For Leslie, it was not just about self–preservation; it was also his duty as a man not to

allow such a thing to happen.

If it weren’t for the fact that he was currently carrying a woman on his back, he would

have already kicked them without hesitation. However, even so, he quickly stood in front of

Martina, protecting her from harm.

He was afraid that these people’s wandering hands might not stay in check, and if they

really did something to Miss Martinez, it would be dangerous!

“You pathetic bunch of losers! Is this all you’re good for? Picking on women like cowards? There are always jerks like you in society, giving men a bad name!” Leslie didn’t

mince his words, his anger escalating as he spoke.

He had never engaged in such despicable acts, and today, someone dared to do it right

in front of him.

“Why the hell do people like you even exist? You’re clueless about the real world, that’s why you dare to act so damn audacious!” Leslie’s words, surprisingly enough, flowed smoothly, and it seemed like he had a natural talent for it.

Leslie’s way of speaking was quite amusing, surprisingly fluent with all those words! It seemed his private eloquence was not bad at all. Maybe it was because of Martina’s words. earlier that day that somehow opened up his communication skills.

As for those men in front of him, they seemed to be martial arts practitioners, and they looked furious after hearing his words, as if they could have killed him in the next second!

“Ha! Look at this kid, talking tough. You think we’d say all this if we weren’t serious?

Well, today we’re gonna teach you a lesson!”

One of the men, who seemed to hold sweight in his words, stepped forward and locked eyes with Leslie, his gaze filled with scheming and determination.

At this moment, Martina was almost certain that this whole situation was probably

related to Amy. Otherwise, why would someone suddenly clooking for trouble like this?

The man, seemingly unafraid of consequences, continued speaking, not knowing what

kind of situation he was about to face, “As for the two women with you, whether it’s the one

on your back or the one standing next to you, they are all playthings of us. If you don’t believe it, let’s give it a try!”

Leslie was instantly furious. He first apologized with a glance at Martina, “Miss. Martinez, please take care of Miss Rodríguez. I’ll handle the rest.”

Martina realized she wouldn’t be much help in this situation. Instead of getting in the

way, she decided to wait quietly with Elena on the side. Maybe this would improve their chances of success and, at the very least, avoid causing trouble for Leslie.

Martina nodded silently and continued to support the restless Elena on the side.

“Leslie, be careful,” Martina said with concern, considering the odds were against him

with so many people. In case something unexpected happened, it might be too late to make

any changes.

Martina was starting to regret entering the bar’s door in the first place. She should have

left with Elena instead.

But at this moment, Elena had no idea what was going on and was still acting crazy.

Her behavior really made her look like she was asking for trouble. If she wasn’t Martina’s

best friend, she would probably have been in for a fight already.

“Ugh, who are these dudes? They look uglier than a bunch of pigs,” Elena exclaimed, without knowing the situation. “Hey, Martina, why don’t you call my brother and have him. take care of these pigs? We

can’t have these kinds of scum wandering around the streets. What if they end up harming spoor sow? These two–legged pigs are no good at all!”

Despite the asking–for–trouble attitude, Elena’s words were sharp, practically grinding these men’s dignity into the ground.

At this point, it was clear that they should never let Elena drink again. When she’s drunk, she’s just completely unpredictable. No wonder Alejandro was so worried. Having a

sister like this, anyone would be concerned.

“Alright, Elena, just be a little more patient and watch the show, okay?”

Elena looked at Martina, then at the situation over there, and finally agreed, becoming a

bit more obedient.

“Alright, alright, since it’s what the boss said, I’ll accept it! Hey, big horse, just swing your hooyes and kick all of them away for me!” Elena shouted.

“What do you mean, swing my hooves? If I really swing my hooves, will you and Miss Martinez still be okay?” Leslie turned his head and said.

At this moment, Martina was almost certain that this whole situation was probably related to Amy. Otherwise, why would someone suddenly clooking for trouble like this?

The man, seemingly unafraid of consequences, continued speaking, not knowing what

kind of situation he was about to face, “As for the two women with you, whether it’s the one

on your back or the one standing next to you, they are all playthings of us. If you don’t believe it, let’s give it a try!”

Leslie was instantly furious. He first apologized with a glance at Martina, “Miss Martinez, please take care of Miss Rodríguez. I’ll handle the rest.”

Martina realized she wouldn’t be much help in this situation. Instead of getting in the way, she decided to wait quietly with Elena on the side. Maybe this would improve their chances of success and, at the very least, avoid causing trouble for Leslie.

Martina nodded silently and continued to support the restless Elena on the side.

“Leslie, be careful,” Martina said with concern, considering the odds were against him

with so many people. In case something unexpected happened, it might be too late to make

any changes.

Martina was starting to regret entering the bar’s door in the first place. She should have

left with Elena instead.

But at this moment, Elena had no idea what was going on and was still acting crazy.

Her behavior really made her look like she was asking for trouble. If she wasn’t Martina’s

best friend, she would probably have been in for a fight already.

“Ugh, who are these dudes? They look uglier than a bunch of pigs,” Elena exclaimed,

without knowing the situation. “Hey, Martina, why don’t you call my brother and have him

take care of these pigs? We can’t have these kinds of scum wandering around the streets.

What if they end up harming spoor sow? These two–legged pigs are no good at all!”

Despite the asking–for–trouble attitude, Elena’s words were sharp, practically grinding these men’s dignity into the ground.

At this point, it was clear that they should never let Elena drink again. When she’s

drunk, she’s just completely unpredictable. No wonder Alejandro was so worried. Having a

sister like this, anyone would be concerned.

“Alright, Elena, just be a little more patient and watch the show, okay?”

Elena looked at Martina, then at the situation over there, and finally agreed, becoming a bit more obedient.

“Alright, alright, since it’s what the boss said, I’ll accept it! Hey, big horse, just swing your hooves and kick all of them away for me!” Elena shouted.

“What do you mean, swing my hooves? If I really swing my hooves, will you and Miss

Martinez still be okay?” Leslie turned his head and said.

Elena, after all, had drunk too much, and even her speech was somewhat incoherent,

not at all aligning with her true thoughts.

Martina sighed in exasperation, rubbing her temples again, and quickly pulled Elena behind her to prevent any potential incidents that could arise.

Leslie stood with these men. Even though he was just one person, his demeanor made everyone hesitant to compliment him.

Even those men felt the aura emanating from Leslie, sensing a hint of strength. For a

moment, they hesitated to act recklessly. Could it be that they had encountered a tough. opponent?

Didn’t Miss Paloma say that this guy was actually not capable at all and not worth paying attention to? After all, they were used to handling several people on their own

outside. With all of them together, they shouldn’t be unable to handle just one person, right?

With this mindset, these men regained sconfidence, glaring at Leslie with

displeasure. It seemed like they had already known how Leslie would be defeated. However,

they were nothing more than arrogant clowns who didn’t genuinely regard Leslie as a threat!