I Quit Being a StepMother Novel

Chapter 535 Chapter 535 +25 BONUS Jackson's voice was deep and steady, carrying a commanding weight. "Don't worry about the company. Just focus on taking care of Sylvia." Sawyer never worried about being replaced. From the moment he stepped into the workforce, everything he did quietly proved his worth. And value like his wasn't something that could be easily substituted. For example, Zolantix Pharmaceuticals had plenty of executives, including two major shareholders who were part of upper management. However, not a single one of them actually understood pharmaceuticals.

Sawyer, on the other hand, had earned dual degrees-one in medical sciences and another in finance. Additionally, he had studied literature in his free time, and his years had been consumed entirely by learning. The more skills he mastered, the fewer people there were who could replace him. That had always been Sawyer's belief. So even if he had to take time off for personal matters, he never felt anxious about his position. "Thank you, Mr. Ortega. I'll be back soon," Sawyer assured him. Jackson sighed. "What's with the formalities? We're practically family at this point.

If it weren't for you, I'd have worked myself to death in that office years ago." Old age had taken its toll on Jackson. His energy wasn't what it had once been. Years ago, he had handed over much of the work to the deputy CEO. But the delegation went too far, and things had spiraled out of control. A batch of medicine was accused of being faulty, and Zolantix Pharmaceuticals almost collapsed overnight. It was Sawyer-still a young newcomer back then-who fought tooth and nail in court. He had traveled between countries, gathering evidence to prove that the company's drugs were safe.

He had even been targeted by rival corporations, narrowly escaping "accidents" more than once. Thanks to his persistence, Zolantix Pharmaceuticals survived the incident. After that, Jackson came down hard. He rooted out every corrupt executive in the company, purged the ranks, and pulled Sawyer from the R&D department straight into the CEO's chair. After a one-year probation period, Sawyer has held that position ever since. People called Jackson reckless. After all, who would hand a billion-dollar company to an unknown young man?

But Jackson had said, "Without him, Zolantix wouldn't even be here today. So what if I'm reckless? He'll prove himself!" It was that very gamble that gave Sawyer the space to prove his worth. 1/3 Chapter 535 +25 BONUS Only Jackson truly knew how hard Sawyer's path had been, and he was more than willing to help this young man rise. Since he had no children of his own, he believed that if he were to pass away, entrusting Zolantix Pharmaceuticals to Sawyer would be a blessing to the world. He couldn't take his wealth with him anyway.

Perhaps if he treated Sawyer well in this life, the latter would leave some flowers on his gravestone, say a prayer, and ensure that he wasn't forgotten when he was gone. That was how Jackson thought and acted. Sawyer chuckled softly. "You'll live another 200 years, Mr. Ortega. Let's not talk about death." "Speaking of which, did you get that thing I asked for sorted out?" Sawyer frowned. He had always taken pride in his good memory. What was it that Jackson had told him that he had forgotten?

He looked at Winston, silently asking, "Do you know what he's talking about?" Winston looked equally lost and shook his head. Then Jackson's voice boomed through the phone. "I told you to find me an ocean-view burial site! Don't tell me you forgot." An ocean-view burial site... Sawyer pinched the bridge of his nose. Everyone else wanted ocean-view houses, but this old man wanted an ocean-view grave. "Mr. Ortega, there's no rush for that. You're in good health. That day's still far off," Sawyer said reassuringly. But Jackson wouldn't have it. "People are fragile.

What if one day I suddenly drop dead, and you panic and toss me into any random hole?" 2/3 Lucia Morh Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she's not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.