Humiliated Wife Reveals Identity, Husband Instantly Regrets

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!”