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.
