My Husband Stole My Project For His Intern, So I Let Him Fall

The billionaire's son was having the wedding of the century. But to get his cute little intern a full-time offer, my husband deliberately hid the client's request to change the venue from me. I only found out after I finished my presentation on stage. The billionaire publicly accused me of lacking professional ethics. In that single second, I saw my husband's true colors. Since he was willing to gamble our entire company's reputation just to help his precious intern, I decided to let go. "Since you have so much faith in her, I wish you guys the best of luck with the project." My best friend was furious for me. After all, I had spent half a year meticulously planning this entire wedding. My husband thought that having my proposal in his hands meant victory was guaranteed. But what he didn't know was that the exclusive resources and items needed for this wedding could only be secured if I personally showed up. This time, even if he gets down on his knees and begs, I will never forgive him. Our studio landed a massive project: planning the wedding of the century for the children of two business tycoons. If we pulled this off, our studio would instantly become famous in the wedding planning industry. I had spent six whole months preparing for this. Full of confidence, I walked into the conference room with my proposal, ready to shine. But as I stood on stage presenting my design, whispers started breaking out in the audience. Mr. Harrison, the billionaire client, threw my design sketches onto the floor with a look of pure annoyance. "Ms. Vance, you promised us a perfect wedding. Yet you didn't even pay attention to our request to change the venue! You have zero professional ethics. We want a new planner." His harsh words froze me on the spot. "Change the venue? Since when did we change the venue?" I asked, completely baffled. My husband, Sean Miller, rushed forward. He grabbed my arm, pulled me aside, and forced a polite smile. "Mr. Harrison, we actually have an alternative proposal. Why don't you listen to this one? If you're not satisfied, we are willing to waive all fees and compensate you." Hailey Ward, the intern standing next to Sean, threw a smug glance at me before confidently walking up to the stage. As I listened to her present a proposal that was seventy percent identical to my own, my heart sank to rock bottom. After listening to Hailey, a satisfied smile finally appeared on Mr. Harrison's face. He looked at me pointedly and said, "The younger generation is indeed more practical. Unlike some old-timers who get lazy before they've even reached the top of the industry." I opened my mouth to defend myself, but Sean cut me off. He chimed in with Mr. Harrison. "You're absolutely right, sir. It's my fault. As her husband, I've spoiled her too much and given her too much freedom. I never expected her to betray my trust and mess up something so basic. Fortunately, Hailey is hardworking and prepared a backup plan." Mr. Harrison nodded. "Hailey is good. I think she's ready for a full-time offer." Watching them play off each other, the truth finally hit me. Sean had intentionally hidden the venue change from me just to boost Hailey. He wanted to use Mr. Harrison's massive influence to kickstart Hailey's career. When Mr. Harrison first chose our agency, Sean had suggested we give newcomers more opportunities. So, he had been planning to hand my project to Hailey all along. Hailey flashed an innocent smile at the two men. "Thank you so much for the compliment, Mr. Harrison. It's all thanks to Mr. Miller's guidance. Don't worry, I will personally oversee the entire event and make sure everything is flawless." After receiving their praise, she finally "noticed" me. Looking incredibly apologetic, she said: "Chloe, I didn't mean to take your project. I just wanted to learn quickly, so I always draft my own proposals and show them to Sean. I never expected you to make such a huge mistake today. My plan was only used as a backup. I really didn't mean to do this." Before I could say a word, Sean shielded her. "A hardworking, dedicated, and talented person like you is exactly what every company dreams of. Why would we blame you?" Hearing Sean defend Hailey so fiercely made my heart ache. I was his wife. I was supposed to be the closest person to him. Yet, he repeatedly humiliated and blamed me just to protect an outsider.Hailey and I came from the same hometown. Her resume didn't even meet our company's hiring requirements. But seeing how eager and sincere she seemed about wanting a job, my heart softened, and I hired her. When she first started, she was diligent and quiet. Though she lacked talent, I believed that hard work could make up for it. Recently, I had to travel abroad to source exclusive materials for the Harrison wedding. I asked Sean to mentor Hailey while I was away. At first, Sean would complain to me about how clumsy Hailey was, saying she almost ruined his projects. I always told him to be patient and teach her well. Slowly, Sean's complaints faded. I thought it was because Hailey was improving. I never imagined that their relationship had turned into something else entirely. When I returned to the office, I wanted Hailey to come back and work as my assistant. But Sean said, "I finally turned that rough stone into a polished gem, and now you want to take her away? I'd have to spend so much time training a new assistant. Babe, have some mercy on me." Even though I felt a nagging sense of unease back then, I let him convince me. It turned out they had been fooling around long before today. I was too foolish to believe Sean's lies. But now, I was wide awake. Since Sean wanted so badly to put her in the spotlight, I would happily step aside. "Since you have so much faith in Hailey's abilities, I'm backing out of this project. I wish you both the best of luck." I turned around and walked away gracefully. Behind me, Hailey nudged Sean, looking anxious. "Sean, I think Chloe is mad. I'm just an intern. How can I take over her project?" Sean stood his ground. "She's the one who lost her professional drive. You didn't force her. She gave up the project herself. I've reviewed your proposal. You are the future of this industry. I know you can do this." I clenched my fists, forcing myself not to look back at them staring into each other's eyes. That afternoon, Hailey happily treated the entire office to boba. The coworkers immediately started kissing her feet. "I knew Hailey's hard work would pay off!" "Hailey, don't forget about us when you get promoted!" Seeing her act like she had already won, I let out a cold laugh. Did she really think getting a proposal approved was the end of it? That was just the foot in the door. Sourcing the actual materials was the real challenge. Both the Harrisons and the bride's family were elite billionaires. This wedding wasn't just a simple ceremony; it was a display of their family's status. Otherwise, why would I have spent months flying back and forth across the globe? Without knocking, Hailey pushed my office door open. She carelessly tossed a cup of boba onto my desk. "Chloe, I bought this for you. I hope you like it." I frowned at the sugary drink. I had always hated overly sweet drinks, and I had told her this multiple times when she was my assistant. I guess spending too much time with Sean had made her forget. I waved my hand. "Thanks, but I don't drink sweet boba. You can have it." The door was pushed open again. Seeing that it was Sean, Hailey suddenly gasped, tripped, and fell to the floor. The plastic cup burst open, splashing sticky boba all over her clothes and ruining my clean floor. Hailey peeked at Sean and scrambled up in a panic. The tapioca pearls rolled all over the floor. "It's all my fault. I'm so clumsy. I can't even deliver a drink to Chloe right." She cast a fearful glance at me. Seeing me watching her with a mocking smirk, she immediately dropped to her knees and started wiping the floor with her skirt. "I'm so sorry, Chloe! I'll clean up your floor. I promise I'll never bring boba to the office again. Please don't be mad at me!" Sean rushed forward and angrily pulled Hailey up. "Chloe Vance! Is this how you treat the person who just saved our company? If it weren't for her, we would have lost our reputation and owed a fortune in breach of contract fees!" I laughed coldly. "Who caused my 'mistake' in the first place? Who hid the venue change from me? And who actually wrote Hailey's proposal? Nobody else might know, but do you think I don't know, Sean?" Sean didn't answer my questions. Instead, he took off his designer coat and gently wrapped it around Hailey's shoulders. "Hailey, you've suffered enough today. Go home and rest." Watching them act like a couple in a cheesy drama made me feel utterly cold inside. Once everyone left and the office was empty, Sean finally snapped. "What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you so paranoid? I've been exhausted from dealing with clients lately, so I just forgot to tell you about the venue." "You mentored Hailey yourself. Of course her ideas would be similar to yours." "If you don't want to work anymore, just stay home. My mom has been begging for grandkids anyway. You can just do housework, take care of my parents, and raise a baby. Leave the company business to me." Before Hailey left, she had intentionally left my office door ajar so the entire office could hear. She wanted them to laugh at me. Hah. Let's see who gets the last laugh.I chuckled out loud. "Sean, just because people call you 'Mr. Miller' doesn't mean you're actually the boss of me. If you want me to be a housewife, you're not rich enough." "And let me remind you, our agency has always run on merit. You won't survive long in this industry by just relying on a pretty face." Sean was furious. "What nonsense are you talking about? How can you spread rumors and bully a talented colleague like this? You're just terrified that she's going to replace you!" I shrugged. "Then I can't wait to see the day your personal coaching pays off." Our shouting match was heard loud and clear by the gossiping coworkers outside. They exchanged meaningful looks. They obviously understood the implication of my words. A brand-new intern who knew nothing six months ago suddenly producing a highly sophisticated, mature proposal? Without someone feeding her the answers, it was practically impossible. Because Hailey had successfully "saved" the project, Sean decided to offer her a full-time position ahead of schedule. The company always threw a welcome party for newly promoted staff. Hailey made a show of inviting me, but Sean stopped her. "She loves working so much, let's let her work. Everyone else, pack up early! We're going out to celebrate!" Cheers erupted in the office, and a few minutes later, the entire place went dead silent. Looking at the empty office, a sharp pain pierced my heart. Sean and I had built this agency from scratch. At first, it was just the two of us. Slowly, we grew it to this size. And now, he was shutting me out completely. Suddenly, I wanted to let loose too. I called my best friend, Ashley, and headed to a high-end bar. After venting to Ashley over a few drinks, I finally felt much calmer. Ashley had been eyeing the handsome male bartenders on the stage. The moment I nodded, she eagerly rushed over. I had a few drinks, but quickly found it boring. Just as I was about to look around for some entertainment, I spotted Sean and his crew sitting in a booth nearby. Hailey was sitting right next to Sean, her face flushed red as she gazed at him with adoration. Sean immediately picked up her drink and downed it for her. He used to do that for me all the time. Back then, he would say, "As long as I'm by your side, you never have to drink if you don't want to." Hailey was the first to notice me. She immediately got up, walked over, and wrapped her arm around mine, dragging me toward Sean. "Chloe, why didn't you tell us you were coming? You must be here to make up with Sean, right?" "Couples shouldn't go to bed angry. Sean is a generous man, he won't stay mad at you." She pretended to play peacemaker, but her words placed all the blame squarely on me. She then nudged Sean. "Sean, Chloe is finally swallowing her pride. Don't miss this chance! I don't want to be the bad guy between you two. If you don't make up, people in the office will start gossiping about me again." She was clever. She was openly addressing the rumors of her being the homewrecker to clear her own name. Sean immediately puffed up his chest. "Since you know you were wrong, and we're married, I won't hold a grudge. But I will not tolerate anyone abusing their power to bully subordinates in my company." "As my wife, you need to set a good example. Apologize to Hailey right now, and I'll forgive you." Sean leaned back on the sofa, legs crossed, looking down at me like a king showing mercy to a peasant. Hailey handed me a glass of wine, looking at me expectantly. I let out a cold laugh. Under the shocked gazes of our coworkers, I splashed the entire glass of wine right into Sean's face. Enjoying their stunned, open-mouthed expressions, I turned around and walked away, completely satisfied. As soon as I stepped out of the bar, a furious Sean caught up to me. "Chloe Vance! Are you insane? Do you have any idea what you just did?" "Celebrating a new hire's promotion was a rule "you" set! What kind of tantrum are you throwing now? How am I supposed to maintain authority in front of my employees?" Authority? Like I give a damn. When he ruined my reputation for Hailey's sake, did he ever think about my position? There was no point in dragging this out anymore. It would only bring more misery. "Let's get a divorce." Sean's furious lecturing stopped instantly. He stared at me, his eyes wide with shock, and grabbed my wrist. Hailey, who had followed him out, had a fleeting smile on her face before quickly putting on a worried look. "Chloe, please don't be rash! You and Sean have been together since college. Your love story is what everyone dreams of!" She then choked up, "I'm so grateful for everything you and Sean have taught me. But if my presence is making you uncomfortable, I can resign and step away from this project." Seeing her shoulders tremble as she cried, Sean's heart melted. He let go of my wrist and pulled Hailey behind him. He glared at me. "Chloe, I gave you the title of VP, and you actually think you're the boss." "You messed up a major project, and Hailey had to clean up your mess. Instead of being grateful, you're trying to force her out. I never realized you were such a petty, vindictive woman all these years!" I sneered. "Well, this works out perfectly for you. Let's get a divorce quickly so you two can be together." Sean's face darkened even more. "You think you're in a position to demand a divorce? I should be the one divorcing you! I've been sick of you bossing me around for years. This is great. I'm finally free." Just then, a business acquaintance passed by and greeted Sean. "Mr. Miller! I've heard so much about you. I heard Mr. Harrison is extremely pleased with your wedding proposal. My grandson is turning one soon, and I'd love for your agency to plan the party." After the man left, Sean raised his chin arrogantly at me. "See? The company runs perfectly fine without you—even better, in fact. Don't flatter yourself by thinking we'll go bankrupt without you." "Then congratulations on finding a new wedding planner," I said flatly. "You want a divorce? Fine, I'll give it to you. Just don't come crawling back crying and begging me later." He believed he had already won. He wanted to cut ties with me before landing even bigger clients. But a few days later, while I was scrolling through travel guides on Instagram at home, there was a frantic, loud banging on my front door. The moment I opened it, Sean shouted anxiously: "Why did our exclusive flower supplier suddenly pull out? The wedding is right around the corner! How could such a massive mistake happen?!"