: Indeed, It Was the Power of Money!
Busy until noon, Martina’s stomach growled loudly from hunger. However, as the drawing in her hands
was about to be finished, she didn’t want to abandon her efforts.
She decided to continue working and planned to eat after completing the drawing
completely, allowing herself to rest properly.
Being the owner of the studio, she couldn’t afford to work only intermittently. Without promptly
establishing a good example for herself and the staff, how could the studio foster
a healthy atmosphere?
Just as Martina was planning to immerse herself in the drawing, a notification sound
from Snapchat suddenly sounded.
She was curious about who would message her at this time. She picked up her phone.
and saw that it was a message from Benjamin.
That man seemed to have eyes everywhere, or rather, it could be said that he already
had a pair of eyes placed on Martina.
“It’s so late and you’re not eating. Did you forget what I said last night?” Benjamin
messaged.
He said a lot last night, and Martina couldn’t remember everything he said.
She vaguely remembered Benjamin telling her to take care of her health and to
prioritize her well-being.
Initially, she didn’t want to reply, but then she thought of Leslie waiting outside. If she didn’t reply, Leslie
would definitely say something, so she decided to respond quickly to
avoid further discussion.
So Martina reluctantly replied, “I’m not hungry for now.”
But in the next second, her stomach growled again.
Leslie pretended to bring a glass of water and happened to hear Martina’s stomach growling. The
scene couldn’t be more awkward,
Martina felt a bit uneasy and struggled to find something to say.
Leslie consciously set down the glass of water, walked out of the room, and closed the
door behind him.
In less than a minute, another message came from Benjamin, “You’re not hungry, but your stomach
growls?”
Martina was speechless. Well, the truth couldn’t be concealed anymore!
Before Martina could say anything, Benjamin sent another message, “What do you want
to eat?”
Martina wanted to end this topic as soon as possible, so she simply gave a perfunctory response,
“Yeah, yeah, I’m hungry, okay? I want Wagyu Steak, Foie Gras, Manchu-Han Imperial Feast, Lobster
Bisque, Truffle Pasta…”
Martina keenly noticed that Benjamin’s side initially showed the typing indicator, but
then there was no response.
She waited for a while and confirmed that Benjamin really didn’t send any message. It
eased her mind a bit.
Perhaps Benjamin was stunned by her enormous appetite, so he had nothing to say.
Martina decided to finish her current tasks quickly before having her meal.
While she wasn’t around, Elena had been busy for quite some time. If she couldn’t
make it through this afternoon, she might as well resign from the job.
Little did she know that after absentmindedly working for half an hour, Leslie knocked
on the door again, ready to come in.
Martina happened to finish the last few details, and when she looked up, she heard
Elena’s roaring voice, “Who is it? Why did you turn the reception hall into a dining room?”
“Did I not tell you that even if we order takeout, we shouldn’t order so much? This is
simply wasteful!”
“And just look at this mess! There’s absolutely no sense of decency. Whoever is responsible for this
better come forward, or they’ll regret it.”
Martina’s lips twitched slightly, indicating that she was about to say something. She thought someone
had ordered a lot of takeout and was about to ask Elena to go easy on
them.
But in the next second, Leslie said, “Miss Martinez, the food you wanted to eat is already prepared. It’s
from your favorite restaurant. You should come out and have som otherwise, the boss will definitely kill
me!”
Martina fell into silence. Could it be that the reason why Benjamin hadn’t responded to her for a while
was because he had secretly ordered takeout?
say.
out.
She couldn’t help but feel a mix of laughter and exasperation. She had no idea what to
To avold Elena’s continuous scolding, Martina had no choice but to get up and walk
And sure enough, there it was-on the table that was originally meant for receiving guests, now filled
with an abundance of food.
Calling it a real extravagant feast wouldn’t be an exaggeration. Benjamin seemed to be a bit too
extravagant!
Martina had only said it casually, but who would have thought that he would take it seriously? Martina’s
mind was solely filled with amazement; there was no room for any
other thoughts.
Leslie chuckled, giving off a somewhat simple and honest vibe.
Leslie cleared his throat and said, “Miss Martinez, are you satisfied? If you feel it’s not
enough, I can have more delivered!”
Benjamin got money, and it was the power of money.
Martina was worried that if she didn’t speak up, Leslie would quickly go and buy more
dishes.
There was already so much food, even 10 people couldn’t finish it. If they bought more, they could
easily feed everyone in the studio..
She quickly stopped him, saying, “No need! This is already enough! I’m not a pig, you
know!”
Leslie scratched his head and said, “I thought you wanted to taste a little bit of everything. This is just
1% of what the restaurants have. But since it’s enough, I’ll wait outside for now. Please eat now, or the
boss won’t spare me.”
Even Elena finally understood at this moment that her best friend was the one indulging
in such luxury, right?
She didn’t know what kind of expression to use when facing her best friend!
Based on the previous conversation, it was evident that Benjamin was the one who had arranged these
dishes.
Even if they weren’t personally prepared by Benjamin, he must have had someone else
do it.
Elena’s mouth twitched as she said, “Martina, is this how you show affection? Are you
burning money?”
Martina didn’t know what to say either and could only look at Elena awkwardly. “Why not invite
everyone here to join and have a bit more. I can’t finish it all by myself.”
Elena was even more speechless. So, when Martina was in a relationship, Benjamin had to spend
money like this, huh? Even if he wanted to spoil his girlfriend, he shouldn’t spoil her like this. Even if he
was wealthy enough, he shouldn’t spend money like this.
But since all these dishes have been bought, it would be a waste not to eat them. Elena could only
gather everyone in the studio and accompany Martina in finishing all the
food.
Elena’s stomach expanded from enjoying the food, and she couldn’t derry its delightful flavor. It was
probably a costly meal. Even the “takeout boxes” had a more luxurious feel than others’. Using delicate
plates as disposables showcased a mix of wealth and
lavishness.
The other employees in the studio now looked at Martina in a completely different light, believing that
their two bosses were both incredibly rich.
No matter how Martina tried to explain, she couldn’t dispel this beautiful misunderstanding. They could
only continue with it.
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