CHAPTER 193: CHAPTER 193: THE MYSTERY UNVEILED, I ALSO FEEL FOR MY WOMAN

Rachel Shaw and Nina Summers smirked, and the moment the water fell, Nina quickly shouted, "Haven’t you all been wanting to see The Great Auctioneer Zinnia’s true face? Look! This is her true face, she’s a freak!"

Nina’s voice was sharp, but the next moment...

"Oh my god, she’s... so... so beautiful!"

"So Zinnia the Auctioneer looks like this, so beautiful!"

"Is this the face that the millionaire who spent Ten Million couldn’t see? No wonder, she’s stunning!"

Beautiful?

Pretty?

How could a face that’s not dared to be shown be beautiful?

Seeing everyone’s amazed expressions, Rachel Shaw and Nina Summers realized something, and hurriedly looked toward the people on the podium.

The woman fell onto the ground, drenched all over, even her hair was let down.

Her face was covered in water, but the water hadn’t washed away her makeup.

The moment Rachel Shaw truly saw the woman’s face, it was as if she was hit on the head, her pupils dilated instantly, and she even forgot to breathe.

Even more so for Nina Summers.

Ivy Summers braced herself on the ground, brushed aside her hanging hair, and looked up, her icy, lethal stare falling on Rachel Shaw in front.

That gaze seemed to freeze Rachel Shaw entirely.

Rachel Shaw forgot to breathe, continuously shaking her head.

How could it be?

How could it be like this?

Zinnia’s face was clearly Ivy Summers!

Zinnia was Ivy Summers!

Recalling their first meeting, when Zinnia refused to return to the country with her, and pulled her wrist to question the bracelet’s origins, later Ivy Summers was taken back to the hotel by Damien Lancaster, and later when Ivy Summers returned to the country, Zinnia appeared domestically.

She had thought it was just a coincidence.

How is that a coincidence!

It’s clearly the same person.

No wonder, no wonder Damien Lancaster often gazed at Zinnia in a daze, no wonder he often went to the auction house, no wonder he would take a picture of himself putting a ring on her.

Damien Lancaster had long known Zinnia’s true identity, he did all this just for one person, Ivy Summers!

Rachel Shaw stood there as if petrified, a gust of wind brushed past her side, and the man already strode onto the podium.

Damien Lancaster’s face was taut, he took off his coat and covered Ivy Summers with it, her fitted cheongsam already clung to her skin after being soaked, revealing her graceful and proud curves in full view.

Damien Lancaster’s sharp gaze swept across the audience staring at Ivy Summers, "What are you all looking at! Close your eyes!"

Everyone instinctively withdrew their gazes.

Damien Lancaster tried to lift Ivy Summers up, but Ivy Summers pushed him away.

Damien Lancaster’s coat draped over Ivy Summers’ shoulders, she stood up, her gaze locked on the two women.

She indeed didn’t know that tonight these two had prepared such a big surprise for her!

Ivy Summers stepped towards the two, her face cold and expressionless, yet it chilled people to their core.

Staring at them for a while, she lightly parted her thin lips and asked, "Are you satisfied with what you see?"

Rachel Shaw gritted her teeth, her eyes wanting to pierce through Ivy Summers.

"Ivy Summers! It’s you! It’s actually you!"

Why! Why! Why is it Ivy Summers everywhere!

Ivy Summers shifted her gaze to Nina Summers, who was shaking all over and too shocked to utter a word.

How could there be a trap on the ceiling, how could a bucket of water fall, it was clearly someone deliberately designing it.

And who was the designer?

The moment the water fell, it was Nina Summers who shouted the loudest.

In an instant, everyone present seemed to understand everything.

Keith Chambers walked up quickly from behind, his face already looking terribly grim.

Clearly, he figured out who did it.

Even worse, the woman whose veil was lifted was Ivy Summers.

Damien Lancaster had just bought a ring worth two hundred million and put it on her, proving his seriousness about this woman.

This woman had Damien Lancaster, and behind her was a big boss not to be provoked.

Keith Chambers felt it was all over, "President Lancaster, Zinnia... no, Miss Summers, I’m really sorry, this..."

Damien Lancaster held Ivy Summers by the arm and pulled her into his embrace, his terrifying gaze swept over and landed on Keith Chambers, "When I come back, I hope you give me a reasonable explanation."

After saying this, Damien Lancaster picked up Ivy Summers and swiftly left.

Even though the banquet hall was air-conditioned, being soaked still felt cold.

Damien Lancaster took Ivy Summers to a lounge.

There were clothes for Ivy Summers in the lounge, and Damien Lancaster took off the suit jacket draped over Ivy Summers, tossing it aside, Ivy Summers brushed his hand away, "I’ll change myself, you go out."

Damien Lancaster looked at her and turned to leave.

Ivy Summers braced herself on the table with both hands, sighed, her gaze falling on the ring on her finger. The ring shimmered, a ring like this should be every woman’s dream.

Ivy Summers had once passionately pursued a diamond ring representing love, but at that time Damien Lancaster didn’t give her one.

She remembered the ring she got when she married Damien Lancaster was chosen by Old Master Lancaster, that diamond ring was also invaluable but had no meaning.

After her mother’s death, she stopped wearing it.

That ring was also thrown out the window the moment she decided to abort the child, disappearing without a trace.

Ivy Summers was a bit stubborn, her hands used force together, trying to remove the ring from her finger.

But her fingers were red and swollen, and she couldn’t do it.

Ivy Summers gave up, changed into another set of clothes, and the door was pushed open.

Startled, Ivy Summers watched as Damien Lancaster approached, rolling up his sleeves, bringing over a towel to dry her hair.

His actions were swift yet gentle. Ivy Summers pushed him away with force, grabbing the towel, "I have my own hands."

Damien Lancaster’s eyebrows furrowed as he noticed her red finger where she wore the ring, she obviously tried to remove it earlier.

But failed.

"It’s just a ring, Ivy Summers, is there a need to resist so much?"

Ivy Summers paused her actions, raising her hand to display the ring, "What does this ring represent?"

Damien Lancaster pressed his lips tightly together.

"Can’t you say it out loud?"

"Damien Lancaster, you whimsically put a ring on me, but you can’t say what it represents."

Damien Lancaster frowned, "Don’t you get it yet?"

"What should I get?"

"I don’t want to lose you, you can only be mine, no one else is allowed to covet you."

Ivy Summers scoffed coldly, angrily questioning, "So this ring is your mark on me, telling others that I belong to you, is that it?"

"You originally are mine."

Ivy Summers’ fury was ignited once again, "Your actions tonight pushed me into the eye of the storm, and so did your damn fiancée."

Ivy Summers could tell with her toes that tonight’s events were orchestrated by Nina Summers and Rachel Shaw.

They wanted her to make a fool of herself on the spot.

If she really had turned out to be the grotesque monster they wished for, tonight’s outcome would have been different.

At this moment, she would be standing under the spotlight, drenched, being utterly humiliated by everyone.

Ivy Summers had planned to finish work early and go home today, but everything turned into a mess.

Damien Lancaster realized that Ivy Summers was really angry, so he stepped forward and apologized, "Okay, I was wrong. I won’t do it next time. I’m sorry. Please forgive me, okay?"

Ivy Summers was too annoyed to speak, so she pushed Damien Lancaster away and went to find a hairdryer to dry her hair.

Damien Lancaster held onto her hairdryer, and Ivy Summers did not hand it over. The two stubbornly clashed.

Joy Quinn hurried in to find Ivy Summers, and just as she was about to call out "Zinnia," she saw the stalemate in the lounge.

Joy Quinn paused in the doorway, and only when Ivy Summers noticed her did she let go.

Damien Lancaster successfully gained control of the hairdryer and gently dried her hair.

Joy Quinn was unsure whether to enter until Ivy Summers called her, and then she walked over.

Joy Quinn looked at the woman sitting in front of the makeup mirror, who had removed her makeup and whose face was bare, with messy hair scattered around, but this didn’t affect her beauty in the slightest.

Joy Quinn wasn’t a fool. Having been by Ivy Summers’ side and seeing the people she interacted with, she had long known she wasn’t an ordinary person. Someone with such a confident and cool temperament couldn’t possibly be the monster they spoke of.

But she didn’t expect her to be Damien Lancaster’s ex-wife, Ivy Summers!

Joy Quinn secretly glanced at the man who was carefully drying her hair. Ivy Summers looked agitated, while the man was focused on his task.

Joy Quinn blinked, "Zinnia... there’s a problem in the banquet hall. Do you want to take a look?"

"What’s the problem?"

"You might understand if you go take a look."

Joy Quinn didn’t know how to describe the scene.

Ivy Summers tried to stand up, but Damien Lancaster pressed her shoulders, "Dry your hair first."

...

At the center of the banquet hall stood a large transparent water tank, and inside was a woman struggling.

The guests hadn’t left yet, but no one dared to speak up.

The woman in the water tank was constantly hitting the tank, trying to call for help and escape.

But how could she possibly break the thick glass with her hands?

By the time Ivy Summers arrived, this was the scene she saw; the crowd held their breath, while a man lounged carelessly on a sofa, holding his head, his handsome face full of indifference and laziness.

The person in the water tank was Nina Summers.

Rachel Shaw was nowhere to be found, while beside the man was an anxious Keith Chambers, who kept pleading, "Lord Scott, if this continues, she’ll die. I beg you, please spare her this once, please!"

Noah Scott chuckled, "I hear she’s your girlfriend?"

Keith Chambers didn’t dare to deny it, knowing full well that Noah Scott’s question left no room for refusal.

"Yes..."

"Do you feel sorry for her?"

Keith Chambers was full of despair; he had warned Nina Summers.

But she wouldn’t listen.

"Lord Scott, I’m begging you..."

"But I also feel sorry for my woman." Noah Scott picked up a glass next to him, took a sip, ignored Keith Chambers’ pleas, and continued to watch the person struggling in the water tank with great interest.

They might not have known that Noah Scott watched every auction by Ivy Summers, so the moment she was knocked over by water, he showed up.

Ivy Summers stepped forward, her clear, bright eyes sweeping over the water tank.

Keith Chambers immediately appealed, "Miss Summers, I know Nina is your cousin. Can you plead for her? If this continues, she’ll really die!"

Ivy Summers looked at Noah Scott.

Noah Scott also looked at her, curled his lips, "How is it? Does it help you vent your anger?"

"Yes, but it’ll kill someone."

"Your happiness is what matters most."

Ivy Summers went to the water tank, where Nina Summers was still thrashing vigorously. It seemed she hadn’t been in there long.

Seeing Ivy Summers, Nina Summers continuously hit the water tank, opening her mouth to call for help, only to end up gulping down a lot of water.

Ivy Summers looked at Yanis Stone beside her, "Get her out of there."

Yanis Stone glanced at Noah Scott.

Noah Scott nodded, and Yanis Stone pulled Nina Summers out.

Nina Summers collapsed on the ground, clutching her chest, coughing violently. She raised her head, tears mixed with snot, her hair like a ghost’s covering her face.

Ivy Summers squatted in front of her, "Was it fun?"

Nina Summers gritted her teeth, "Ivy Summers, you bitch, you’re just relying on... relying on having a man to back you up... cough cough cough..."

After a bout of violent coughing, Nina Summers saw Keith Chambers bowing and scraping for her in the water tank, but she wasn’t moved by it.

She even thought Keith Chambers was useless, unable to save her and back her up like the man next to Ivy Summers.

She felt it was unfair!

And she hated Ivy Summers even more!

"Throw her back." At Noah Scott’s word, Nina Summers was thrown back into the water tank.

Ivy Summers knew it wasn’t just her doing this tonight, but also Rachel Shaw.

Ivy Summers scanned the nervous and frightened crowd, wanting to find Rachel Shaw.

In the next second, she saw Julian Jacobs dragging someone back, bringing her in front of Damien Lancaster, "Sir, just now, Miss Shaw tried to leave without saying goodbye, so I brought her back."

Damien Lancaster stared at her coldly, "You were involved, right?"

Rachel Shaw shook her head, "No! It had nothing to do with me this time, really!"

Noah Scott laughed and made a gesture, and Nina Summers was pulled out again, bringing a lot of water with her. She lay on the ground, her breathing much weaker.

Ivy Summers looked at Nina Summers, "Was it you and Rachel Shaw who did this?"

Nina Summers struggled to lift her head, looking at Rachel Shaw.

Rachel Shaw glared at Nina Summers with wide eyes, as if warning her.

Keith Chambers anxiously urged, "Speak up, didn’t Miss Shaw come looking for you today? Wasn’t it her who told you to do this?"

Nina Summers looked at Rachel Shaw again.

Rachel Shaw shook all over and shouted, "Nina Summers, think carefully before you speak. Did I tell you to do it?"

Nina Summers couldn’t afford to provoke any of them here. She bit her teeth, unable to say that Rachel Shaw made her do it.

Because the idea was hers, and she executed it. Rachel Shaw indeed did not participate.

If she pointed out Rachel Shaw, it wouldn’t save her and would just add more resentment.

Nina Summers didn’t know what to do, "I... she didn’t... tell me to do it, I did it myself..."

Ivy Summers raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure?"

Nina Summers’ face was soaked, she looked up at Ivy Summers, "I did it alone because I hate you for taking my position... Ivy Summers, I didn’t know it was you before, now I know it’s you, I hate you even more! Why are you better than me at everything, why?"

"You all heard, right? You all heard, right? It has nothing to do with me, it was her alone." Rachel Shaw quickly looked at Damien Lancaster to prove and distance herself.