“Miss Gardner, hurry and remove it!”

No one knew which person began the mocking first.

The auction had first gathered many old schemers who enjoyed using dirty methods, and now they looked more thrilled than anyone else.

“Since you say you are innocent, what are you scared of?”

“President Holmes does not mind, so why can’t we look for him?”

My face became pale and hard, my fingertips cold.

Russell remained before me, his eyes holding proud kindness.

“Artemis, as long as you show that you are innocent, I can act like this situation never happened.”

I almost could not trust what I heard.

“You expect me to remove my clothes here and show them to them?”

He frowned. “If you never did it, why are you afraid?”

Camille laughed until her shoulders shook, her voice moving through the microphone across the whole hall.

“Miss Gardner would not be scared to prove herself, right?”

“Or… are there really kiss marks on your body?”

My thoughts turned empty because of anger.

I slapped Camille on her cheek.

Camille shouted, and the microphone slipped onto the floor, making a rough sound.

Russell’s expression changed instantly. He hurried forward several steps and wrapped his arms around her to protect her.

“Camille!”

He held her face, his voice full of worry. “Are you fine? Does your face hurt? Are you injured?”

He turned and yelled at me. “Artemis, are you mad? Do you know she is an actress! You dare hit her face?!”

Russell pushed me hard. My high heels slid, and my ankle bent painfully.

A severe pain burst from my ankle, and I almost fell to my knees from the pain.

I gripped the side of the table just to keep standing, sweat appearing on my forehead from pain, yet I still lifted my head and looked at him with red eyes.

“What?”

My voice sounded hoarse. “You want to be slapped, too? Then bring your face over!”

Russell’s face turned fully dark.

I could not understand why he believed so strongly that I would not do anything to him.

In only three years, he strongly reached the highest position in the field, because of whom?

The company’s initial capital of fifty million was given by me.

The first overseas shipping trade route was arranged by me.

His first important investment meeting was supported by me, secretly behind the scenes.

I supported him with my whole heart. I had already spoken with my father earlier.

On my birthday, I planned to tell Russell everything.

Tell him that my father was the person leading the number one financial group overseas.

My mother was the leader of the Gardner family, the main family among the four great families.

I wanted him to meet my parents with a position that was good enough.

I thought he finally had the ability to stand beside me.

But I was mistaken, completely mistaken!

Russell became angry from my disappointed look, his expression dark.

With Camille held inside his arms, he asked me coldly, “Do you remove it by yourself, or do you want me to let somebody help you remove it?”

My ankle shook from the ache, but I still lifted my frame and kept my back upright.

“Russell.”

I questioned him word by word, “You have decided to force me to face shame in a place like this, correct?”

He gave no denial.

“You caused this yourself. You can admit having a sugar daddy, yet you refuse to show you are innocent?”

Camille hid her face with her hands, her eyes showing the joy of getting revenge on me.

“Remove it! Why are you afraid? You feel guilty, don’t you!”

I felt too tired to keep debating with them, so I put my hand into my purse to pull out my mobile.

But a moment later, Camille suddenly ran forward, seized my mobile, and threw it hard onto the floor.

The display broke into many fragments.

The home display glowed briefly.

It showed an image of my dad and me that we had just snapped together.

When Russell noticed that picture, his expression turned fully dark.

His body shook with anger.

“You truly are not clear with that old guy! If nothing exists between you, why take such a close photo?!”

Anger nearly made me laugh.

“I already told you that is my real father! And what you are doing is group violence, it is against the law!”

“Russell, do not forget who supported you to reach where you are now!”

Like something had been struck, Russell mocked.

“Do not try to make yourself seem so helpless. You dare open your legs and attract an old man, yet you refuse to admit it?”

“Do you think I would feel pleased living on the dirty money you earned through those shameful ways?”

“I only feel sick. I no longer rely on your dirty money to stay alive!”

Each word felt like a knife dragging across my heart.

I looked at him and felt our three years of marriage were laughable, like a joke.

Russell spoke in a cold tone to the security guards next to him.

“Take off her clothes!”

Two security guards paused while walking toward me.

“Russell.”

My voice suddenly became cold as I spoke a hard warning, “If you dare let them touch me even a single time, you are done. Just prepare for bankruptcy!”

Camille instantly laughed and mocked when she heard that.

“Are you obsessed with acting like a wealthy young woman? Saying you can ruin someone in one night? Then I will say this, Artemis, just wait for your death!”

Russell looked at me with a cold expression, clearly not treating my words as important.

“You truly cannot be helped.”

My ankle was hurt, my phone was smashed, and I was surrounded from every direction.

Watching that I was about to suffer humiliation, I closed my eyes, drew a deep breath, and said, “Russell.”

“We are getting divorced.”

The moment my words dropped, Russell’s eyes suddenly shrank.

But before he could reply, Camille already coldly laughed. “So now you remember to speak about divorce?”

She crossed her arms, her tone teasing. “Who was the one holding tightly to President Holmes and refusing to release him earlier? Are you really willing to leave?”

The cold look in Russell’s eyes slowly pushed away everything else.

“You want to threaten me using divorce?”

He looked straight at me, his voice dark.

“Artemis, do you think I am still that Russell who would have nothing after leaving you? Divorce then divorce. I even believe you are not worthy to be the wife of the Holmes family!”

“But since we are divorcing, then sign the divorce agreement.”

The auction hall had already gathered money from every side, and someone quickly lifted a hand.

“President Holmes, I just happen to have a lawyer here. You may borrow him.”

A few quiet laughs from people watching the scene rose from the crowd.

A few minutes later, a quickly written divorce agreement was set on the table.

I dragged my injured foot and slowly walked ahead.

When no one was watching, I quietly pressed the tracking button on the side of my wristwatch.

A red signal quietly went out.

Within at most ten minutes, the bodyguards arranged by my father would reach here.

And at this moment, I only needed to stretch time.

Russell sat in the chair, his expression dark.

“First clause, leave with nothing.”

“After the divorce, you cannot carry away any company assets.”

“Including every share registered under your name.”

My face stayed empty.

“Alright.”

Russell stopped briefly.

“Second clause, after the divorce, you cannot appear publicly as Mrs. Holmes again.”

“You cannot interfere with the company’s work.”

“You cannot release any words harmful to the company.”

“Alright.”

I did not even pause to think.

“Third clause….”

“All acceptable.”

I interrupted him.

Russell suddenly lifted his head and looked at me.

He clearly had not expected me to be this straightforward.

He had first believed that I was only pretending, purposely saying I wanted a divorce.

He thought once he presented those conditions, I would not resist kneeling and begging him not to go through with the divorce.

Yet I did not.

I only stood in place, calm as though the one ending a marriage was someone else.

A small moment of doubt passed through Russell’s eyes, afraid that my quick agreement had some trick.

He did not know that the company assets he cared about so much looked like worthless leftovers in my eyes.

And when I said I would cause him to lose everything, those were never angry words.

The lawyer gave the contract to me.

I did not even glance at it and simply wrote my name.

“Your turn.”

Russell received the contract, his fingertips stopping for a moment.

He looked at me, as though trying to discover even a little unwillingness on my face.

But he found nothing.

While everyone watched closely, even though he felt a little reluctant, he still wrote his name.

At first, I believed that after this moment, I could walk away.

But Camille clapped her hands.

“Signing the agreement does not mean the matter finishes.”

She showed a proud smile, looking very satisfied.

“A moment ago, asking you to remove your clothes was to confirm whether you betrayed him.”

“Now….”

She stared at me, her look cruel.

“It’s to take revenge on you!”

“Artemis, you secretly blocked me and caused me to lose every acting role.”

“Before you possessed money and influence, I could not touch you. Now everything changes, you have nothing.”

She linked her arm with Russell’s arm, her voice gentle and charming.

“Brother, I feel upset. You help me, correct?”

Russell held her and spoke in a quiet voice, “Since she angered you, she must return it until you feel pleased.”

I was so angry that I laughed.

Depending on others’ power, like a dog, they showed it clearly!

Camille waved her hand and spoke toward the guards, “Pull off her clothes! Whoever removes them first, I give one hundred thousand.”

The air immediately turned greedy.

Several guards looked toward one another.

“One hundred thousand?”

“Is it real?”

“Of course.” Camille showed a proud smile. “Transfer it right away.”

After hearing about the cash, the doubts of several people quickly vanished.

Someone stretched his hand and caught my arm.

Right away, I pushed him away and shouted coldly, “If you dare lay a hand on me once, tomorrow your bodies go into the ocean to feed fish!”

For a short moment, several guards felt shocked by my eyes.

Camille shouted angrily, “Stupid heads! She owns nothing now, yet still pretends!”

“Move fast and begin!”

One man pressed his teeth tightly and suddenly grabbed me again.

The wound on my foot had not healed, and I could not break away at all.

At the moment, his fingers touched my collar.

A gun fired.

Blood sprayed out.

That guard yelled loudly, holding his wounded arm and dropping to his knees.

From the doorway came even and measured footsteps.

Men in black uniforms walked in, their actions clean and powerful.

They carried guns and quickly controlled the scene.

Everyone stayed in a frozen place.

The man in front walked toward me and lowered one knee slightly.

His voice stayed quiet and respectful.

“Miss.”

“We arrived late!”