The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress Chapter 187 - 188: To Wear the Crown, One Must Bear Its Weig

"Kathryn, why would you say that? If there’s any jealousy, it should be Sienna Johnson who is jealous of Sabrina. After all, Madam Pauline dotes on Sabrina more."

When President Dexter Johnson was still alive, the old lady lived a semi-reclusive life and wasn’t very close to her three granddaughters. Because of this, she didn’t fully understand their temperants, especially those of her two older granddaughters. The more she got to know Sienna Johnson, the more the old lady believed that Sienna’s temperant was like her husband’s, David Johnson.

"Miss Johnson has always been excellent in her studies, always ranked first in her year. She’s only been learning piano for a few years, and she’s already at a high level. Mr. Thompson even said that Miss Johnson was talented and wanted to take her as a student to train her into a world-class pianist. However, her father was reluctant to let her go...

The old lady must not have known that Second Miss had always wanted to study piano under Mr. Thompson. However, he didn’t accept her. Not only that, but he also gave Second Miss a very poor evaluation..."

"I didn’t know about these things."

Kathryn laughed and said, "The old lady didn’t care about anything back then; how could she have known these things?"

"Now that Sienna and Pauline have beco like this, it’s not what I want to see. I now regret that if I had managed things back then, maybe they wouldn’t be in this situation. ...Maybe I should have sent Sabrina away."

While massaging the old lady’s legs, Kathryn told the truth, "Madam Pauline and Second Miss have such a good relationship that even if the old lady had intervened, Madam Pauline wouldn’t have let Second Miss leave."

"Sigh, what a terrible mistake. How could they have been switched at birth back then?"

Kathryn optimistically said, "Old lady, people say every cloud has a silver lining. Miss Johnson may have suffered a lot, but if she hadn’t had these experiences and remained like Second Miss, how could she possibly support the Johnson Family’s business?

I heard that our Miss Johnson is quite impressive."

After all, she was her own granddaughter, so the old lady was proud to hear people praise Sienna Johnson. "What did they say?"

Kathryn naturally knew what the old lady wanted to hear. "They said that Miss Johnson has the sa bearing as the old master."

The old lady’s eyes brightened, and she laughed. "I think so too. If the old man were alive now and saw his granddaughter growing up to be so outstanding, I don’t know how happy he would be."

"To reach the summit, one must endure the pain;

To move emotionally, one must enter into it;

To ponder destiny, one must avoid the ominous;

To indulge in emotions, one must give up the void;

To be content, one must expand its scope;

To think of success, one must dream of it;

To wear the crown, one must bear its weight!"

The old lady murmured these lines, and after Kathryn listened, she echoed, "To wear the crown, one must bear its weight!"

"Old lady, Miss Johnson will not let you down," Kathryn vowed.

"I believe in her ability; I just feel for her. I can also understand Pauline’s feelings. Pauline just wants Sienna to be an ordinary young woman and find happiness."

Kathryn disagreed. "Old lady, getting married doesn’t necessarily guarantee happiness."

The old lady stroked Kathryn’s hair and sighed. "Kathryn, there are still good n in this world."

"Perhaps there are, but Kathryn isn’t fortunate enough to et one."

"Sigh..."

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- "A Love Affair of a Pill":

This was a post from an influential dostic forum. The post went viral within a single day, garnering millions of views and becoming a top post.

The content was about Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory, from the mories of a pharmacist. When the pharmacist was very young, his family was extrely poor. He was close to death due to illness and only survived because he took dicine from Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory.

Then, the pharmacist wrote about his connection with Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory, where he found a sense of belonging and love... before changing the subject to the "Poison Capsule Incident" at the factory. The article read as follows:

Do you believe that a pharmaceutical company that has accompanied us as we grew up and saved countless lives would poison people with toxic capsules?

If you want to argue that in this materialistic society, people have beco degenerate, and Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory has also beco corrupt for money, then as a pharmacist at Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory, I must tell you: they produce more than fifteen kinds of low-cost drugs every year. Those cheap and effective drugs you see on the market are all produced by Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory.

It’s not because Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory is so powerful that other companies can’t compete. It’s because the profit margins are so low that other pharmaceutical companies have stopped producing those drugs.

So, tell , would a company that produces more than fifteen low-cost drugs per year use toxic capsules to cut costs?

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Below were hundreds of replies from netizens. In the bright office, Sienna Johnson, with a smile on her lips, read the post and laughed. "This Kenneth Brown is quite capable."

Sienna Johnson called Kenneth Brown. Since he didn’t have her phone number, he didn’t pay much attention when he received the call from an unfamiliar number. "Hello, I’m Kenneth Brown," he said.

"It’s , Sienna Johnson!"

There was no sound from Kenneth Brown’s end. "Hello? Hello? Are you still there?" Sienna asked.

"Yes..." Kenneth Brown’s voice was hoarse.

"What’s wrong with your voice? Do you have a cold?"

"No, I just haven’t been resting well lately." Kenneth cleared his throat. "President Johnson, is this your mobile number?"

"Yes."

"Then, if I have any work-related matters in the future, can I call you on this number?"

"Yes, you can."

Kenneth’s voice sounded quite cheerful as he reported, "President Johnson, the Poison Capsule Incident at Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory is almost resolved, and communication with the Environntal Protection Bureau has also been smoothed out.

I have a classmate who works at the Environntal Protection Bureau. He said that soone anonymously reported Eastminster Pharmaceutical Factory. It seems my initial guess was correct. President Johnson, you should send soone to investigate who is trying to work against us.

Knowing who it is will allow us to be prepared. We won’t be as passive as we were this ti."

"Is the information confird?"

"Confird!"

"Alright, I’ll have soone investigate it! Once we find out who did it, we’ll certainly return the favor!" An eye for an eye!

"President Johnson, let know when you find out."

"Mhm."

"Oh, by the way, who wrote that article, ’A Love Affair of a Pill’? It’s quite interesting." Sienna Johnson was curious about the author, not because their literary talent was exceptional, but because they knew how to speak directly to the reader’s heart. This kind of person must have studied psychology.

"I wrote it."

Sienna Johnson was very surprised. "You’re kidding!"

"Although I majored in science, I’m also quite good at writing. President Johnson, if you don’t believe , I can write you a love letter..."

Why a love letter? Sienna Johnson coughed awkwardly and said, "Manager Brown, I really didn’t misjudge you; the issue was handled very well. I’ll have the group’s finance departnt give you a raise."

"Okay."

"Keep up the good work. Eastminster Group won’t treat you unfairly."

"I know."