CHAPTER 177: CHAPTER 178: PRESIDENT JOHNSON’S RAGE

Marvin Rafael looked at the money and said embarrassedly, "I’ve never seen so much money. To think someone is actually willing to spend 75 thousand dollars on a single Snow Lotus! Baby, how rich do you think he is?"

Of course, Sienna Johnson didn’t know how much money the man had, but seeing him spend 75 thousand dollars on a single Snow Lotus, he must be very wealthy.

She looked at Marvin’s envious expression and laughed, "Do you envy him?"

Marvin chuckled. "Hehe..."

"Bro, follow me, and you’ll become a rich man too." Sienna Johnson patted his shoulder, an expression on her face that said, "Believe in Sister Sienna and gain eternal life." This amused Marvin Rafael, who played along, "Yes, I will definitely work hard with you. You must make me rich, so rich I can spend 75 thousand dollars on a Snow Lotus like it’s a common cabbage."

"Okay."

Hahaha... Both of them laughed.

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Sienna Johnson stayed in Blackwood for a week. After learning that Blackwood Mountain was suitable for cultivating medicinal herbs, Sienna immediately signed a contract with the relevant local authorities to lease Blackwood Mountain for the maximum permissible period of seventy years.

Secretary Franklin was Dexter Johnson’s secretary. Already middle-aged, he was capable, shrewd, and smooth. For instance, with this lease contract, Secretary Franklin, displaying his characteristic finesse, managed to settle everything with those people over a single meal.

"What a pity we couldn’t buy the mountain." A seventy-year lease is still too short, Sienna thought.

Secretary Franklin, sitting in the passenger seat, smiled and said, "The lease is just a formality, President Johnson. As long as you have money and power, this mountain will always be yours."

So, I must become rich and powerful!

「 」

As the car entered Sileria City, Sienna Johnson lost all interest in discussing work. Her thoughts were consumed by her little one. Has Curly Baby gained weight? Has she grown taller in the past few days...?

Curly Baby’s formal name had been chosen: Jayce Johnson. Her grandmother had picked it. It was a simple name, yet it embodied the family’s hopes and expectations for her.

Jayce... Jayce... Sienna Johnson found she quite liked the name.

As the car slowly drove into the Johnson Family’s estate, Sienna Johnson got out and immediately sensed that something was amiss with the atmosphere.

Remembering how Mother Johnson had once planned to send Curly Baby away, Sienna’s heart lurched, and a sense of foreboding washed over her. She quickened her pace, striding purposefully towards the house. Upon entering, she was surprised to see Sabrina Johnson in the living room.

Sabrina Johnson really seems to love coming back to her maiden home. Is she unhappy in the Stewart Family?

"’Sister, you’re back...’ Sabrina Johnson greeted.

Sienna Johnson didn’t spare her a glance and walked right past. She was in no mood for pleasantries with Mrs. Stewart; their relationship wasn’t suited for such insincere courtesies anyway.

"Sister, surely you haven’t heard? The Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory has been shut down..."

"What?" Sienna Johnson stopped in her tracks, looking at the elegantly dressed woman. Compared to her own travel-worn, haggard appearance, Sabrina Johnson seemed to be living a life of considerable comfort and ease.

If I hadn’t just taken over Eastminster Group, with its unstable foundations, and if I didn’t have so many other critical matters demanding my attention, I wouldn’t be letting her live so comfortably.

"Ah, so Sister really didn’t know?" When Sienna said nothing, Sabrina continued, "The wastewater discharged from Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory was found to have polluted the river. The Environmental Protection Department has already taken samples for testing. Once it’s officially confirmed that Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory did indeed discharge wastewater into the river, a fine will be the least of our worries. The real trouble will be the mandatory suspension for rectification... And that’s not all. The ’poisonous capsule’ incident at Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory has been exposed. It’s all over the television news by now..."

Seeing Sienna still silent, Sabrina added with a gloating expression, "Hehe, Sister, you’re going to have your hands full." Sienna couldn’t understand why no one had informed her about such a major incident.

Sienna Johnson had been on her way to see her daughter, but after hearing Sabrina’s words, she immediately turned around and left.

Although Sabrina Johnson was malicious, she wasn’t the type to fabricate lies about matters of this magnitude. Sienna called Secretary Franklin, who was also unaware of the situation. The two of them rushed to the Pharmaceutical Factory immediately.

When their car pulled up to the entrance of the Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory, Sienna Johnson’s heart turned to ice at the sight of the large "SEALED" notice plastered across the gates.

She had genuinely hoped Sabrina Johnson was just playing a cruel, pointless prank.

Sienna Johnson erupted on the spot. "What in the world is going on here? Where is Manager Johnson?"

Secretary Franklin reported, "President Johnson, I’ve already telephoned all the key management personnel of Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory and instructed them to come to the factory for an emergency meeting immediately."

Sienna Johnson’s face was dark with fury. Secretary Franklin could only break out in a nervous sweat. This young Miss might look young, but when she flared up, she was truly terrifying.

In the conference room, Sienna Johnson glanced repeatedly at her watch. An hour passed, and Manager Johnson still hadn’t arrived. Sienna glared at the few men standing in the room, her chest tight with an anger that felt about to explode.

TAP, TAP, TAP... The conference room was silent save for the rhythmic sound of Sienna’s fingers drumming against the edge of the table. Just as Sienna’s patience wore thin and she was about to go find Manager Johnson herself, the portly Manager Johnson finally waddled in.

"Well, well, if it isn’t my dear niece? Hehe, we haven’t seen each other since your father’s funeral, have we..." Manager Johnson showed no sign of fear towards Sienna.

Secretary Franklin watched from the side, his heart pounding. This imbecile! He’s provoked Sienna, and he doesn’t even realize it yet?

Sienna beckoned to him with a finger. Manager Johnson ambled over, a smile still on his face. "Niece..."

Sienna’s fist shot out, and blood spurted from Manager Johnson’s nose. Everyone stared in shock. The beautiful Sienna Johnson had actually resorted to violence!

"Eric Johnson! I’ve tolerated you for far too long!"

With that, Sienna Johnson began to rain blows and kicks upon Eric Johnson. Not only was Eric Johnson stunned by the assault, but the onlookers were also dumbfounded. How could she just hit someone like that?

A man’s voice suddenly echoed in her mind—clear, cold, and tinged with cruelty: "Don’t try to reason with some people, because you simply can’t communicate with them. Speak with your fists; fists are the most effective."

Speak with fists! Yes, right now, I need to speak with my fists. Talking to this imbecile is a complete waste of my intellect.

Sienna Johnson pummeled Eric Johnson for a full ten minutes before she finally vented her pent-up fury. Seeing her stop, Secretary Franklin quickly handed her a tissue to wipe the blood from her hands.

Sienna looked at the blood on her hands with an expression of disgust, scrubbed them vigorously with the tissue, and then tossed the soiled paper onto Eric Johnson.

Eric Johnson howled in pain, "Sienna Johnson, you dare hit me! I’m going to sue you!"

When Sienna merely looked at him, he snarled, "You just wait! You just wait! I’m also going to report you to the old lady! Let’s see if you still dare to be so arrogant then!"

"Sue me? Fine, go right ahead." Sienna sneered, then kicked Eric Johnson hard again. "Are you going to ask the people present to be your witnesses too?"

"Yes! Sienna Johnson, you’re dead!" Eric Johnson exclaimed arrogantly. After a moment of silence, he continued, "You brat! Even when your father was alive, he never dared to treat me like this..."