Chapter 637
It wasn’t until a press conference, when a disheveled middle-aged man rushed the stage with a knife and stabbed Dennis to death, that the truth came out.
The man was Joseph, the former director of the Botanical Research Institute and the true creator of the mutated Uling herb.
A brilliant man dedicated to his research, he had been pushed to the brink by Dennis, who stole his life’s work, ruined his reputation, and left him with no money to treat his terminally ill daughter.
When his five-year-old daughter died, it was the final straw.
Having lost everything, he stormed the press conference and brutally killed Dennis.
When the truth was revealed, many mourned for Joseph and the life he should have had. But it was too late.
This time, Anastasia was not going to let such a talent suffer the same fate.
Realizing she wasn’t joking, Joseph’s eyes turned red. He shot to his feet, nearly knocking over his chair.
“I am he said, his voice hoarse with emotion. “I am confident!”
Anastasia nodded in satisfaction. “Good. Then from this moment on, you are the director of the Green Thumbs Botanical Research Institute.”
She paused. “And I heard your daughter is ill. Whether you need money or doctors, just tell me. You have dedicated most of your life to this institute. I will not let you down.”
Tears welled in Joseph’s eyes. In that moment, he swore a silent oath to serve Anastasia for the rest of his life.
In stark contrast to Joseph’s joy, Dennis was practically apoplectic.
“The Uling herb… I developed the Uling herb!” he roared. “You… you can’t steal my work!”
He couldn’t accept that everything he had built was being torn away from him. Anastasia glanced at him coolly. “Is he delusional? What is he rambling about?”
The others in the room remained silent.
“Did everyone hear me clearly? Dennis and his two loyal followers are to be dismissed immediately. This institute has no place for people like them.”
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“Also, I suspect Dennis of embezzling funds. Someone call the police.”
At that, the color drained from Dennis’s face.
His finances would never survive an audit. If they investigated, he would likely
spend the rest of his life in prison.
He finally realized that this young Ms. Sterling was not someone to be trifled with.
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“The meeting will continue,” she said to the remaining researchers.
Before she could say more, her phone rang.
Seeing the caller ID, her composure faltered for a fraction of a second. “Excuse
me for a moment,” she said calmly.
She stood up and quickly left the conference room with her phone.
The researchers exchanged glances, thinking that the caller must be someone very important to make their formidable new boss look so serious content belongs Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on
Marcus and Logan, who knew the truth, could only look at her retreating back with pity.
Anastasia found an empty corner before answering the call. “Hello, Hubby?”
“Why did it take you so long to answer?” Harrison’s deep, magnetic voice came through the phone.