My Wife Divorced Me at the Auction, I Made Her Regret

Halfway through his sentence, he suddenly grinned and burst out laughing, "When you live off a woman, you should act like it. Don't you think I'm right, Mr. Powell?"

Johan's words instantly sparked another wave of laughter from the crowd. Even the host on stage couldn't help but chuckle.

But I just waved my hand nonchalantly and let out a cold laugh, "From the sound of it, Johan, are you really going to fight me to the end today?"

Johan gave me a smug look, his eyes full of contempt, "Mr. Powell, no offense, but you're just a live-in son-in-law with no job. What do you have to compete with me? Miss Mason just lit the bid lamp, no limit bidding. You got that kind of money to keep up?"

I slowly lifted my head and gave him a faint smile, "Johan, you're mistaken. I'm not like you. When I buy something, I never need a woman to pay for me."

The moment I said that, another round of mockery rippled through the crowd, "Oh my god, this guy's full of it. He wouldn't even be here without Savannah!"

"Exactly! He's only here because he married into the Mason Family. What's he showing off for?"

"If it weren't for Savannah, who would even notice him? Host, hurry up and announce the result, stop wasting everyone's time."

Despite the rising jeers, they had no effect on me at all. Because everything I said was the truth.

If it weren't for wanting to save Savannah some face, I could've proudly declared that Mason Group belonged to me.

Seeing that I stayed silent, Johan got even more arrogant, "See? I told you. A man with no ability should stop pretending to be something he's not. Now you've embarrassed yourself completely."

Before he could finish, I slowly raised my paddle, "Who said I'm backing out? It's just money, I've got plenty!"

At that moment, every pair of eyes in the room locked onto me. Even the host on stage froze, unable to continue with the next step.

Even though he knew I was the Mason Family's son-in-law, as a professional auctioneer, once someone placed a new bid, he couldn't bring down the gavel.

Then came Savannah's roar, echoing through the hall, "Douglas! You really are set on going against me today, huh!"

I glanced at Johan who was standing beside her and answered firmly, "That's right."

As soon as I spoke, Savannah shouted at the top of her lungs, "Fine! Let's see how much money you actually have!" Without hesitation, she raised her paddle, "Ten million!"

Anyone who's attended an auction knew, once the lamp is lit, there's no turning back.

You either follow through to the end, or declare bankruptcy. Since Savannah was willing to gamble the whole company for a lowly assistant, then I might as well play along.

"Ten million … and one dollar." As soon as the words left my mouth, all eyes shifted toward me.

From the expressions on their faces, I could tell, they all thought I was a joke. No one knew that I was the true power behind Mason Group.

Back when the Mason Family went bankrupt, their patriarch, Richard Mason, came to me in the middle of the night, holding a marriage contract and begging me to marry his daughter.

Out of respect for the kindness their family had once shown mine, I reluctantly agreed to marry Savannah.

But who would've thought that this woman never treated me like her husband? She humiliated me day after day and now, she dared to light a bid lamp for another man right in front of me. There was no way I was swallowing that.

"Douglas, you think you've got the money to play this game? This is an auction, not some street market downstairs from your apartment!" Johan mocked.