"You truly don't know your priorities, Cameron Patterson," Rosalie berated. "Don't you feel ashamed that you made everyone wait for you during such an important ceremony?

"You have no sense of punctuality, even though you're the chief engineer. Maybe you should just quit being an engineer altogether!"

I wanted to explain to Rosalie that I was only late because I had returned home to get her medicine. But when I met her unforgiving gaze, my mouth fell open slightly before I lowered my head.

Rosalie hadn't been joking. She turned to Harry and softly said, "You graduated from a prestigious university abroad, Harry. You have an excellent academic background and outstanding skills. I'd like you to take over Cameron's duties as the chief engineer."

She then turned to look at me to continue her rant. "Did you hear me? Make sure to clear out your office. Since you're unable to perform your duties, you might as well vacate the position to someone who's actually capable."

I raised my head and stared at her in disbelief. "Are you telling me to give up my position as chief engineer to Harry, Ms. Smith?"

"Not only your position, but also all your research and development results. All of it belongs to Harry now, from this day forth. You've disappointed me one too many times, Cameron."

I felt as if I had been struck by lightning. My expression turned steely, and my body began quivering.

When we first established the company, I quit my comfortable and stable job to support Rosalie as much as possible. We started from nothing together.

I sold my old house and withdrew all my savings to support Rosalie. I also worked as the company's core technician and was involved in sales and distribution. The company had been on the verge of going bankrupt before I intervened and steered it back to the right path.

Meanwhile, Harry only secured his position in the company because of his connections. He handled his projects by gathering everyone's ideas. He was only responsible for the presentations.

However, everything that Harry did was spectacular in Rosalie's eyes. Meanwhile, I became someone who was utterly useless from her perspective.

After so many signs, it seemed that our relationship had run its course.

My heart suddenly felt incredibly hollow. I nodded and said, "Sure. I don't have a problem with that. He can take over my position."

Although glee sparkled in Harry's eyes, he tried to reject Rosalie's suggestion. "No, Cam. I'm just an amateur with barely any experience. I wouldn't dare replace you as the chief engineer.

"I just heard that you're having some trouble with your new product development. It's been a year since there's been any progress, no? I just want to do what I can for the company."

Rosalie looked at Harry with adoring eyes. "You're so thoughtful, Harry. No need to be modest. Everyone here is aware of your capabilities. It's thanks to you that the company achieved such tremendous success this year.

"Furthermore, you're an esteemed scholar from a university abroad. Your skills are outstanding. This position belongs to you and no one else."

I nearly burst out laughing upon hearing Rosalie's words.

I had investigated Harry's background when he first joined the company. The university where he furthered his studies was just run-of-the-mill. Although he studied there for five years, in the end, he had to pay the university to graduate.

It was amusing to see Rosalie treat someone like Harry as an "esteemed scholar".

Meanwhile, Rosalie didn't seem to be satisfied just singing Harry's praises. To emphasize the gap between us, she began criticizing me again.

"You've been working on this project for almost a year, Cameron, but you still have nothing to show for it. How long are you going to keep me waiting? Do you even remember what you told me when you first accepted the project?

"You should learn from Harry if you're unable to do your job. Don't just spend all day running that mouth of yours."

I sighed quietly and didn't continue the conversation.

It seemed that Rosalie had forgotten about how I was constantly sacrificing sleep to work on projects during the early years of the company. In the past, she would consult me and rely on me during every step of the plan.

After I steered the company in the right direction, she forgot that she wasn't the one who was responsible for the company's successes. She deluded herself into believing that she was the lady boss whom everyone praised her to be.

And now, she wanted to kick me to the curb just because I was "useless" from her perspective.

Rosalie continued to berate me.

My colleagues tensed up when I approached Harry. They fell silent, thinking that I was going to escalate the situation into a fight.

However, I did no such thing.

I simply removed my work ID, pulled out the divorce papers I had prepared beforehand, and threw them in Harry's face.

"Your job's not easy, huh? Why don't I do you a favor and let you replace me as the president's husband?"

Shocked gasps erupted among the crowd.

"Ms. Smith is married to Mr. Patterson?"

"Oh, my God. What is this crazy love triangle? Can I really watch this drama unfold for free?"

My colleagues were puzzled by how calm I was, assuming that I had gone mad from anger. After all, they knew that I had poured my blood, sweat, and tears into completing the project.

However, none of them were privy to the fact that the company's core technology only existed in my mind. No one could replicate it.

Rosalie's face twisted. Her eyes were full of disdain when she said, "What are you trying to say, Cameron? Are you not going to honor your contract?"

How ridiculous.

I was already giving up my position to Harry. On top of that, I was also allowing him to take credit for all my research results, clearing his path toward his guaranteed promotion. Wasn't I doing exactly what Rosalie wanted?

Harry gripped my work ID and refused to let go of it. A long time passed before he finally averted his gaze and said, "I didn't know that you and Ms. Smith are married, Cam. I'm sorry for getting in your way. However, perhaps Ms. Smith never announced your relationship because she didn't approve of you.

"Of course, I don't mean anything by saying that. It's just that I can't accept your position as chief engineer. I hope you'll stop fighting with Ms. Smith. Let me compensate you on her behalf."

Harry tried to give my ID back to me, but his sluggish movements made his reluctance blatantly obvious.

I burst out laughing. "You're quite the jokester. This position belongs to you now. I don't have anything to do with it."

I then shoved the documents into Harry's arms.

Rosalie eyed me suspiciously, but she didn't notice anything amiss with my expression. On the contrary, I looked quite happy. She nodded and told Harry to accept the documents.

"At least he knows his place. Since Cameron is willing to step down, these documents belong to you now. Congratulations, Harry!"

Harry had finally weaseled his way into the position that he had been eyeing. He thanked me profusely, his eyes shining with a triumphant glint.

I didn't care.

Truth be told, I had already completed my current research. I had planned to announce my success during the awards ceremony to deliver even more good news to everyone. It would also be the best present for Rosalie.

But I didn't need to do any of that anymore.

I had only gotten a breakthrough in my current research after tirelessly working on the project for a year. It was why I knew it would be impossible for Harry to achieve any degree of success, considering the standards of his education.

Everyone assumed that being the chief engineer was a walk in the park since I only had to bark orders at my subordinates. What they didn't know was that the chief engineer was both the initiator and the scapegoat if things were to go awry.

The codes that were previously calculated would become utterly useless without my core technology.

On top of that, the contract's deadline was fast approaching.

Not only would Rosalie have to pay an astronomical compensation fee, but the company would also be thrown into a crisis.

Meanwhile, Rosalie felt a little guilty when she noticed my continued silence after I gave up my chief engineer position to Harry.

"Alright. Don't just stand there. The luncheon is starting soon," she said coyly. "I specifically ordered the dishes from your favorite restaurant for this awards ceremony."

She haughtily averted her gaze after she was done speaking, as if she was doing me a huge favor by offering me an opportunity to leave with what was left of my dignity.

It was true that when a person was rendered speechless, they would suddenly be overwhelmed with the urge to laugh.

Disgust roiled in my gut at just the thought of having to eat lunch with these despicable people.

I turned around and headed for the exit.

Harry immediately chased after me and blocked my path. "Are you angry because you were forced to give up your position to me, Cam? Ms. Smith was just speaking out of anger. She doesn't actually want to divorce you. It's all just a misunderstanding. There's nothing going on between her and me."

He then began to usher me back inside, saying, "Go ahead and have lunch, Cam. I'll handle the cleaning."

During our earlier argument, Rosalie had transferred me to the logistics department.

Harry was essentially reminding me that I was nothing more than a cleaner now. He began diligently sweeping and mopping the floor, making it seem as if I was the one who was unreasonably causing a fuss while Harry did everything he could to appease me.

As expected, Rosalie refused to remain on the sidelines and do nothing after she noticed Harry's pitiful appearance.

She snatched the broom from Harry and said, "Why are you degrading yourself like this, Harry? You're the chief engineer. Your hands are precious treasures that will contribute to the company's success. Doing such things is beneath you."

"It's alright, Ms. Smith. I'm just helping Cam out. I'm happy as long as he stops being angry at me," Harry replied, not forgetting to wipe the sweat from his brow to imply how hard he worked.

Rosalie lost her temper and hurled the broom at me. "Are you done causing a scene yet? I want you to clean this place before you enter the hall. You should take responsibility for your own duties. You're not allowed to eat until this place is spotless!"

Things had always been this way.

To paint herself as a just and fair person and also to keep our relationship a secret, Rosalie always bossed me around when we were at work. She treated me more like her lapdog than her husband.

I had grown sick and tired of tolerating her.

When Harry had been mopping the floor earlier, he had "accidentally" dragged the filthy mop across my shoe.

Rosalie had bought those shoes for me for my birthday.

Harry had apologized profusely. "I'm so sorry, Cam. I didn't mean to dirty your shoe. You won't hold this against me, will you?"

Although his words were apologetic, his eyes glimmered with a provoking glint. It was as if he was trying to tell me that Rosalie cared about him the most.

Everyone assumed that I would let it slide.

However, a pained yelp echoed around the hall in the next second.

I had stuffed the filthy mop into Harry's mouth, causing him to stumble backward as he cursed up a storm.

"Have you lost your mind?" he roared. "Are you that jealous that I took your place?"

"Don't think that everyone's a piece of shit like you," I answered nonchalantly. "I have no reason to get jealous over a useless piece of trash like you."