Reborn After The Betrayal, My Ex-Wife Begged For Mercy

I slaved away for months to close a mega-project with the National Design Institute, only for my wife to turn around and claim I was holding the company back.

She handed all the credit over to her golden boy.

Instead of blowing up, I laughed.

In fact, I handed over my position as Chief Design Officer to him on the spot.

"Since running projects is so exhausting, why don't you just take my title as Design Director too?"

Everyone in the office thought I had completely lost my mind.