Russell did not want me to keep my shares, did not want me to keep joining company decisions, and did not want me to threaten his power as the President.
I stared up at him and suddenly felt it was laughable.
In the past, it had clearly been him who chased after me again and again.
It had been him who dropped to his knees in front of me on a rainy evening and promised that all the money he made would belong to me, that he would follow my words his whole life, that he was ready to marry into my family, only asking me to give him one chance.
He said he would live as my dog for his whole life.
I trusted him. During those three years, whatever support he wanted, I gave it to him. I personally helped him reach that position.
But now only three years had gone by, and he could not even keep the most basic faithfulness of a dog.
I breathed in deeply and did not want to keep arguing with them anymore.
“The man in the picture is my father.”
Russell frowned slightly. Before he could say anything, Camille had already stepped forward in her high heels.
She came close to us, the edge of her mouth showing a mocking smile, yet her voice spread through the microphone across the whole hall.
“Father?” She laughed loudly. “Wouldn’t it be a sugar daddy?”
Soft laughter spread among the crowd.
“Miss Gardner, how many sugar daddies do you keep outside?”
She tilted her head toward me, sounding sweet yet cruel. “Back then, when you forced President Holmes to marry into your family and hand you company shares, did you also use your sugar daddy’s money to pressure him?”
“No wonder you always acted like a rich heiress but never mentioned your parents. So it was all just an act.”
I saw Russell’s expression freeze for a moment.
Once Camille finished speaking, suspicion showed in his eyes.
“Artemis, is it because you have several sugar daddies that you never introduced me to your parents?”
His words sounded unbelievable to me.
I had hidden my true background to avoid putting pressure on him, and also because my parents had not fully accepted him.
I did not want him to think he had married someone above him, did not want him to feel small and believe he was lower than me.
I carefully protected his pride, and now everything I did had turned into proof of my guilty mind!
Russell seized my arm and dropped his voice in a cold tone, “At first, we could have handled it as if nothing happened.”