CHAPTER 180: CHAPTER 181: EVERYONE HAS A STORY OF HEARTBREAK IN THEIR HEART

Kenneth Brown knew he was inexperienced. He also hadn’t expected Sienna Johnson to be so decisive, promoting him to manager after only a few conversations. Countless people were fighting tooth and nail for this position. And now he, a nobody, had become the manager. He had long anticipated the envy of others.

"President Johnson mentioned before she left that there would be personnel adjustments after the crisis at the Pharmaceutical Factory..." Kenneth Brown looked at the head of the sales department, who had just argued with him, and said, "Director Hull, you seem to be related to Eric Johnson. President Johnson is very disgusted with Eric’s relatives."

With just one sentence, Kenneth Brown made Director Hull’s face change.

Everyone else also felt their own positions were precarious. If they had previously underestimated Sienna Johnson as just a young girl, now that Miss Johnson had beaten Eric Johnson to such a pulp and then decisively replaced people, they wouldn’t dare to belittle her anymore.

Once Kenneth Brown said this, they no longer dared to think Sienna Johnson’s words were empty threats. After all, she had dared to oust the manager of Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory; what were they, mere minor figures, in comparison?

Director Hull was the most worried. He had a family to feed and was getting older. If he lost this job, finding another would be difficult.

"Manager Brown, please speak to President Johnson for me. Although I’m related to Eric Johnson, I’ve been dedicated and conscientious in my work all these years. I’m not like Eric Johnson’s brother-in-law."

"Of course!" Kenneth Brown’s expression softened. "As you can see, President Johnson is not a muddled person. When she says there will be personnel adjustments, she means adjusting those who are incompetent for their jobs. As for those who are capable, President Johnson intends to promote them."

With the mention of punishment and reward, people subconsciously clung to hope. They all believed they would be the ones promoted, not the ones punished.

"As you’ve all seen, President Johnson would even hire someone like me, without sticking to one pattern. How much more so for all of you present? The ones who should truly be worried are people like Victor Hubert!"

Victor Hubert was the cause of the current crisis at Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory. At the thought of Victor Hubert, alarm bells clanged in their hearts.

They all considered Sienna Johnson’s style of doing things. As long as they did their jobs well, that woman wouldn’t be muddle-headed enough to fire them.

With this clear analysis, they stopped dwelling on unnecessary worries. Even those who had been jealous of Kenneth Brown moments before now focused, thinking they needed to be serious and responsible in their future work. If they performed well and caught Sienna Johnson’s attention, it wouldn’t be difficult to enter the Eastminster Group headquarters.

"President Johnson said that personnel reform will be put on hold for now. The priority is to resolve the current crisis. Everyone, if this public trust crisis at Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory isn’t handled well, it won’t just be me; all of you present must also prepare to face President Johnson’s anger."

"President Johnson’s fists are very hard!"

Kenneth Brown’s words reminded everyone of the scene where Sienna Johnson had fiercely beaten Eric Johnson earlier. They just couldn’t understand how such a little slip of a girl could be so formidable.

"Yes, let’s nobody rest tonight. Let’s get this resolved quickly. If President Johnson loses her temper, and if we old folks took a few of her punches, we’d end up straight in the hospital."

"Indeed, indeed..."

Kenneth Brown realized he had truly underestimated the power of fists. Indeed, in the face of absolute strength, everything else was fleeting.

"Everyone here arrived before me. Although I came late, I’ve long considered Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory my home! Now that someone is throwing filth at our door, slandering us, we absolutely will not allow this to happen!"

"Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory is a brand with decades of history. Our grandparents’ generation took medicines produced by Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory. This bond cannot be discredited by mere rumors..."

Stirred by Kenneth Brown’s words, the crowd voiced their agreement.

Finally, Kenneth Brown said, "Alright, everyone will work overtime tonight. Let’s resolve this crisis!"

"Agreed!"

「The next day」

Sienna Johnson overslept. Her biological clock was usually precise. She wasn’t sure if it was due to recent exhaustion, but when she woke up, it was already ten in the morning.

"Mumum!" Curly Baby was sitting on her bed, quietly watching her. Seeing her wake up, Curly Baby gleefully snuggled into her arms.

"It’s Mama, not Mumum..." Sienna Johnson stroked her little curly hair. She looks just like a plush toy, no matter how I look at her, she thought.

"Mumum!"

"Alright, Mumum it is."

Sienna Johnson pinched her little chubby face and couldn’t help but kiss it. Kiki, thinking Sienna Johnson was still asleep, had tiptoed in, only to find Sienna Johnson already awake and playing with Curly Baby.

"Sienna, you’re awake..."

"Why didn’t you call me? You let me sleep in."

"It’s Saturday. Do you still have to work?"

Sienna Johnson looked at her fair, chubby daughter and sighed. "Employees have statutory holidays, but I don’t. I have a ton of things at the company waiting for me to handle... And the situation at Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory, I wonder if that Kenneth Brown can manage it?"

"What’s so good about being the boss, then? It’s better not to be one."

"Employees can resign; I can’t."

Kiki looked at her and said seriously, "Then you should quickly marry a man in, to work like a horse for you."

"Good idea. But that would have to be three years from now. I’m still in mourning."

Thinking of the man who sent lotus flowers every day, Kiki asked tentatively, "...Sienna, do you like Noah Phillips?"

The smile on Sienna Johnson’s face didn’t reach her eyes. The loneliness and regret within them were impossible to hide. "We have a bond, but no shared destiny!"

"He seems to like you a lot."

"What if he likes me? He can’t possibly marry into the Johnson family, and I can’t marry him either. From now on, Noah Phillips will be my older brother, and I’ll just be his younger sister."

Sienna Johnson was rational to the point of cruelty. Once she knew something was impossible, she would never leave any false hope for either of them.

Sienna Johnson didn’t let this sad mood affect her for long. She said, "Kiki, I’m hungry. Go prepare some lunch for me."

"It’s already prepared for you."

Kiki picked up Curly Baby. Curly Baby hadn’t seen her mother in a long time and was unwilling to leave her embrace, whimpering as she hugged her mother’s neck. Sienna Johnson smiled. "Let her stay with me."

"Alright."

"By the way, have you and Lucas Robertson made any progress?"

Kiki’s expression changed. She asked in a low voice, "Why do you ask that?"

"This time, when we returned from Blackwood, I saw him buy a gift for you..."

Kiki hadn’t received any gift. "What gift?"

"He bought a pair of silver bracelets and silver earrings—very beautiful. Didn’t he give them to you?"

Kiki’s face turned pale, as if covered in a layer of powder. "Those were for his fiancée."

"Isn’t his fiancée passed away?"