My Wife Gave Him My Glory, Then Lost Everything

I've worked with my wife, Naomi Prescott, for seven long years. Yet, she refuses to make my identity public in the company.

Naomi claims that she's worried that the entire company might think of me as a man who relies on his partner. Believing her excuse, I stick to myself and keep a low profile all this time.

But on the day my project team secures a ten-million-dollar business deal, Naomi is quick to make me give the credit to her childhood friend, Matthias Crowell.

When faced with my questions, Naomi retorts in a matter-of-fact tone, "Matt is new to the company. Can't a veteran employee like you take care of him at work?"

I'm furious, to say the least.

"What if I say no?"

Naomi throws a resignation letter at my face. "Well then, you can pack up and get lost, you pathetic loser!"

I pack my belongings calmly and leave the company afterward.

Three days later, Naomi's company is on the brink of bankruptcy. She sobs loudly as she begs me to return with her.

I produce a business card and give it to her. "Sorry, but I prefer being the boss of my own company. It so happens that my company still needs a janitor. I suppose I can reserve that position for you, seeing as we used to be married and all."

"Mr. Whitlock, your proposal is nothing short of perfection!" The woman sitting across from me closed the project proposal, her eyes shimmering with undisguised admiration. "Both the depth of the market analysis and the precision of the risk management far exceed our previous expectations. To be honest, it's been a long time since I've seen a proposal this impressive."

To produce this proposal, my team and I had pulled all-nighters for two weeks straight. Behind me, every member of the team looked giddy with relief.

Lyra Ellington was the Vice President of Dominion Group, a leading enterprise in Lakeshire. She was notorious in the business world for being fastidious and demanding. Earning her praise was no easy feat.

This partnership would shape Celestial Group's strategic direction for the next three years. However, my wife, Naomi Prescott, who was sitting beside me, shot me a fierce glare and snatched the proposal right out of my hands.

"Ms. Ellington, you flatter us," she said with a smile, though her gaze drifted past me and landed on Matthias behind me. "To be honest, the primary person in charge of this proposal is Matthias. Since he was a bit too nervous today, he had Kieran present it on his behalf."

In an instant, a heavy silence fell over the entire conference room.

The excitement on my team members' faces froze. Even the admiration on Lyra's face shifted into visible astonishment. Following Naomi's gaze, she looked at Matthias with confusion.

Matthias Crowell was Naomi's first love, who had been brought into the company only a week earlier as an intern assistant to the CEO. He rose to his feet