“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?!”