Rebirth of the Villainous Female Boss
Chapter 1528 - 1500 Work Brings Progress!

Chapter 1528: Chapter 1500 Work Brings Progress!

"HIV."

It was also a contagious disease, with similar modes of transmission.

Mario Yuno was surprised when he learned the purpose of the medication, but it wasn’t too unexpected.

Kiara and he had both witnessed Molly Palmer’s behavior before, and given her reckless actions, it wasn’t strange she would contract such a contagious disease.

In the Domestic Region, people still panicked at the mention of AIDS, and it would be more than a decade before attitudes would improve. However, discrimination had never disappeared.

Overseas was a bit better; as medical knowledge became widespread, everyone’s understanding of how the disease spread reduced discrimination, though it did not vanish. It was normal for there to be psychological pressure at this stage.

"Fox Cat, when you set up a branch abroad in the future, will employees possibly discriminate?" Kiara asked Fox Cat.

As a boss, she must consider the greater good; her own ideas could not replace all the employees’ sentiments.

Fox Cat shook his head. "Healthcare workers are relatively tolerant. Besides, they rarely have opportunities to work together. Everyone is too busy with their own responsibilities, and there’s little contact, so there’s no chance of infection, and therefore no discrimination."

"Ok, then I’ll handle her." Kiara stood up, ready to find Molly Palmer. Edward Wheeler wanted to follow but was stopped by Kiara.

"Her emotions are rather sensitive right now, your presence might lead to overthinking on her part."

"...She won’t do anything extreme, will she?" Edward Wheeler worried about Kiara. Molly Palmer had a grudge against Kiara. What if she hurt Kiara with a needle?

"Many patients who do extreme things are often pushed by external discrimination. Of course, there are people with distorted mindsets, and some may seek revenge out of malice, but trust me, based on my understanding and analysis of her, I believe she wouldn’t do such a thing."

Kiara patted Edward Wheeler. "Human nature can indeed be wicked at times. Sincerity alone is not enough; you also need the ability to solve problems."

Mrs. Kiara had the ability, of course. She understood very well the psychological changes patients go through at different stages.

For someone as proud as Molly Palmer, contracting such a disease was almost the last straw that broke her.

Especially with Aka’s happiness preceding her own, life seemed all the more cruel by contrast, let alone that this was a disease that sounded bad when spoken of.

Molly Palmer’s mental state was already problematic. Beneath JR’s oppression, she showed signs of a potential personality split. Now facing such an issue, her psyche was bound to be in an extreme state of imbalance. What to most people seemed trivial might stimulate her excessively.

Naturally, such sensitive emotions could also be channeled positively if handled well. Kiara didn’t let Edward Wheeler accompany her because she feared Molly Palmer might overthink.

When Kiara approached, Molly Palmer was staring blankly at the note Kiara had given her.

On the front were her self-assessments, all lofty and positive language exalting herself, as if she could recall her mood while writing.

On the flip side was a message from Kiara.

The initial rule of the game was to write down one’s self-assessment and then exchange notes, taking on the role of the other person and writing a review on the back.

Kiara and Molly Palmer’s game wasn’t finished when Kiara took off.

Molly Palmer hadn’t expected Kiara to take the note she wrote with her. Even in that situation, Kiara managed to take it and complete her evaluation for her, which was undoubtedly a psychological tactic.

Molly Palmer wanted to say that this woman was full of tricks; everything she did trod on others’ defensive lines—don’t be bewitched by her.

Yet she couldn’t help but be moved by Kiara’s actions.

What Kiara wrote for her was an ancient poem, and it was impressive how she managed to accurately translate the ancient poetry into English—a true test of literary skill.

New willows brush the banks, and scattered blossoms retreat, creating ripples that chase the flowing water. Once in the river, the traces are hard to find again, with no roots from whence they came, nor a reason why.

These words are quite artistic, never directly describing Molly Palmer’s character from beginning to end. Though it may be difficult for foreigners to grasp the subtlety of ancient poetry, with careful contemplation, each word reflects a lamentation for Molly’s lack of control over her circumstances.

Molly, who grew up overseas, had never seen willow catkins before and even searched the internet to understand that they are seeds of plants scattering with the wind. Kiara used this poem to describe her, intending to use objects to portray a person’s character, implying that Molly, like the willow catkins, is at the mercy of the currents.

In moments of sickness and despair, nothing compares to someone’s understanding. It’s like the shock Kiara once brought her, that her greatest understanding came from her rival.

Molly stared at the slip of paper, lost in thought; it was time for her alarm to ring so she could take her medicine.

She rummaged through her bag, only to find the medicine was gone.

Panic began to set in for Molly. No one knew of her illness, and it wouldn’t be good if the medicine fell into the wrong hands. Thus, she began to search frantically.

After looking everywhere with no success, she was considering where it might have fallen when a voice came from the doorway.

"Looking for this?"

Molly turned around to find Kiara standing in the doorway, holding a white medicine bottle.

"Sorry, your door wasn’t closed properly. I came in without knocking," Kiara said, tossing the bottle to her. Molly caught it, her face turning pale.

"You... know?"

"It wasn’t my intention to pry into your private life. Forgive me for having my husband look into this because I was contemplating poaching you, thinking to coax you over by our healthcare covering everything..."

"Ha, and now what do you want?" Molly responded with a sneer, which was her first reaction upon hearing Kiara knew.

Yet, inside she felt a hint of relief.

Ever since she was diagnosed, she had been on edge, terrified of others finding out.

To think it was nevertheless discovered, and by her competitor no less.

Molly expected ridicule, or maybe some sort of blackmail, not to mention mockery.

She knew that, given her previous behavior, anything Kiara did to her wouldn’t be considered too harsh. If she were in Kiara’s shoes, she would have probably done even worse.

This way was better, it relieved her of her complex emotions toward Emma Clark. It would be best to be enemies so they wouldn’t have to deal with each other anymore.

"I came here to discuss the treatment issue. I need to provide insurance for the Domestic Region employees, and there will be corresponding measures for you all in the Overseas division—"

"Are you really naive or just playing dumb? Don’t you know I’m sick?"

Molly shrieked, stimulated by Kiara’s calmness. She would rather have Kiara’s disdain than her sympathy and rejected any pity!

"I know, so what? Being sick means you can’t work? Being sick warrants self-indulgence? Without work, what will you eat or drink? What will you use to play the games of the world?"

Work promotes progress!

"But I have an infectious disease—"

"It’s not airborne. Why are you getting worked up? Moreover, the current medical treatments might not cure you, but from my investigation, as long as you take your medication and treat it timely, living to a ripe old age isn’t a big deal. If you harbor thoughts of not working and giving up now, what will you do when you have nothing left to live on later?"