All Chapters of Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable: Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

Sterling Corp.'s parties were always lavish, and everyone in the R&D department could count on a generous bonus.What people really wanted to know was what reward corporate would give Sydney—the true hero of the project. Even if she received a bonus of several hundred thousand on the spot, no one would object. She had earned it.After the cake in the conference room was gone, Marcus chuckled. "Has Alan been informed?""He knows." Sydney walked toward the lab, unable to stop laughing. "He practically calls every day to check on the progress. At this point, he probably knows more about the project than Henry does."She understood why. Alan worried that the pressure might make her slip. Sometimes, when she hit a research bottleneck, one sentence from him was enough to clarify everything. Her efficiency had soared under his guidance.The two entered the lab one after the other.Marcus watched her with an unreadable glint in his eyes. After a pause, he asked, "When do you plan to rest

"Didn't you say you were confident?!" Eloise spat, her voice trembling with rage. "Then tell me now! What's this about Sydney's celebration party tonight?!"Since Natalie had been thrown out of the R&D department, all news about the project had been sealed off. It wasn't until last night, when word of the party spread through Sterling Corp., that it finally reached her.Penelope was caught off guard, then grew livid. Eloise's sharp tone made her want to wipe her face clean of spit on the spot, but she forced herself to stay composed.She took a deep breath, adopted an air of control, and said with confidence, "Madam, if she wants to hold a party, let her. The louder they boast about the drug's effect, the harder the fall when the truth comes out."Eloise's brows drew together. She sank back into her seat. "What are you really plotting?""Our drug has also reached the clinical trial stage," Penelope said. "We're hosting a party tonight too. At Cloudmarsh Hotel."Eloise's glare sha

By the end, Sydney's results had silenced every doubter. The age when seniority alone dictated success was over.Alan watched the surrounding guests' astonishment and admiration for his protege with quiet pride, smiling until his cheeks hurt."This drug could never have been developed without the support of my mentor and my colleagues in the R&D department." Sydney met their gazes steadily. "When the drug launches, I also welcome everyone to attend the press conference.""Most certainly!""Ms. Wilson is so promising and accomplished at such a young age.""Ms. Wilson, I'm the president of Rendev Biotech. Here's my card…"She barely had time to reply before a crowd gathered, eager to speak with her.In that moment, she was Sydney Wilson—someone even the most powerful figures in the room sought out. Those who once ignored ordinary people now turned their full attention to her. As the core researcher behind a breakthrough cancer treatment, she had earned her place among them. And sh

At her side, the middle-aged man radiated an authority born of long years in power, so weighty it kept others at a distance.Alan was standing nearby and raised a hand toward Sydney. "Syd, come. Take a look at Madam Hutton's legs. See if there's still hope."The others in the room hesitated.After a moment's thought, the man frowned. "Mr. Conton, we came today specifically hoping you might treat my wife."It wasn't that they objected to letting this young woman try, but Florence Doakes's condition had persisted for far too many years. They had once taken her to hospital after hospital, and though the diagnoses were polite, they were firm—incurable, permanent paralysis.Since then, Florence had refused to see any more doctors. It had taken endless persuasion to bring her here one last time. If Sydney failed, Florence would never agree to another attempt.Alan had said she was his student, one of the key researchers behind Sterling Corp.'s new cancer drug. But research and treatmen

There was no arrogance in his tone, only gratitude.When Theodore heard James' words, he quickly added, "Why don't you add each other on WhatsApp? That way, it'll be easier to discuss your mother's condition later."Sydney didn't mind. She glanced at James.He usually disliked adding strangers to his contacts, but since things had reached this point, he took out his phone and said politely, "Ms. Wilson, you don't mind, do you?"Sydney smiled. "Of course not."After they exchanged contacts, she met Alan's eyes, pressed her lips together, and said, "Then we'll take our leave. Mr. Hutton, once everything's settled, you can contact me directly.""Ms. Wilson." Florence gripped the wheelchair's armrests and asked, "Did you grow up in Jouleston?"Her question made everyone in the room pause.Sydney's answer was vague. "More or less."She had come to Jouleston when she was five. That counted as growing up here.James, afraid his mother might pry further, quickly interjected, "Ms. Wil