Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 591

"No need for formalities, just call me Rosemary."

"Nonsense, that wouldn’t be right. Your medical skills surpass mine. It’s already a disservice to call you ’Doctor’.

Please, have some tea. This is the best we have."

The attending physician prepared the tea and carefully handed it to Rosemary, saying with the utmost respect,

"It’s a bit hot, take your time."

Rosemary accepted the tea and stated her purpose,

"I’d like to see all the real-time data from the medical equipment monitoring the patient who was moved into room 308 last night, as well as any issues identified by the doctors and nurses."

"Please, give me a moment. I’ll fetch it for you."

The doctor quickly accessed the system, turned the computer screen towards Rosemary and said respectfully,

"Here it is, four pages in total. Take your time."

After Rosemary finished one page, she clicked to the next.

"No adverse reactions were observed. The patient didn’t ring for assistance, there were no complaints from family members, and our staff checked on her every hour for five consecutive hours from late night to early morning, without finding any issues."

The doctor paused, then asked humbly,

"Dr. Rose, may I ask where you sourced the medication? Could it be introduced for medical usage to save more patients?"

"Not yet."

It was too expensive for the patients.

Moreover, it was not fully tested yet — there might be side effects.

"Oh."

The doctor nodded carefully, not daring to ask more.

"The patient’s recovery is going quite well."

After reviewing the four pages of data, Rosemary admitted,

"Indeed, it’s better than I expected."

"If she doesn’t experience any discomfort, she can be discharged in three days. If there are any complications, feel free to contact me."

Rosemary handed over her personal QR code.

The doctor was taken aback, then ecstatically scrambled for his phone, excited to add the esteemed Dr. Rose to his WhatsApp contacts.

"I’ll be busy in the next few days and won’t be able to visit often. I’m counting on you."

"No, no, it’s no trouble at all. I’ll take good care of the patient."

The doctor was still thrilled to have added the revered Dr. Rose’s contact.

"I’ll be leaving now."

Seeing her stand up, the doctor immediately picked up the tea cup,

"Dr. Rose, your tea."

"No, thank you."

Watching her leave, the doctor thought to himself how polite, young, beautiful, and skilled she was.

He wondered who would be the lucky person to win her heart.

After leaving the hospital, Rosemary remembered that she’d been neglecting Romeo recently, so she bought some items and drove to the McMillian Corporation.

In the office.

Carl reported,

"Mr. McMillian, our clothing brand can launch hundreds of new designs each month. Our new designer is very talented. Our brand’s popularity is on par with LY’s."

"Reduce the new designs to eighty per month."

Romeo casually instructed as he flipped through documents.

"Our focus isn’t on the clothing industry."

Carl understood that Romeo wanted to let LY dominate the market, but he couldn’t help saying,

"Mr. McMillian, you could also make money with Ms. Rose."

There was no need to "yield" to her.

"Isn’t the money I make going to be hers in the future?"

Romeo asked, lifting his gaze from the documents.

Carl couldn’t argue with that.

"Oh, by the way, there’s a new competitor this quarter. They’re tailing LY closely, copying their style. Each design is unique and priced lower than LY’s — they’re stealing customers."

The designs were nearly identical to LY’s but at a cheaper price, so the sales were quite good.

"Take it from the fabric of the clothes, the price, the style, the design — try to find a way to knock them off the market."

As Romeo spoke, there was a knock at the door. With a poker face, he uttered a single word,

"Come in."

"Mr. McMillian—"

A woman entered, balancing files in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other.

There was a mix of admiration and eagerness in her eyes that she couldn’t hide.

Romeo looked at her,

"I asked for the head of HR."

Carl, who was standing beside him, couldn’t help but speak up,

"Mr. McMillian, she is the new head of HR, Belinda."

Belinda, her wavy hair falling over one shoulder, handed him the coffee with a smile,

"Mr. McMillian, I’m Belinda. It’s nice to meet you. Your secretary sent this coffee, and I brought it in. This is the file you requested about this quarter’s staff changes. Some of the reasons are related to a decision made by one of our group’s decision-makers. I wanted to discuss it with you."

Romeo inspected her meticulously made-up face, glanced at Carl, and Carl quickly bowed and left.

As soon as he stepped out of the office, the elevator doors opened with a ding sound, and Rosemary walked out with a bag in her hand.

"Ms. Rose?"

Carl was taken aback and rubbed his eyes, doubting if he was seeing correctly.

"Why are you here today?"

Rosemary smirked,

"Can’t I come?"

"No, no, I’m just surprised. Mr. McMillian will be thrilled to see you!"

Carl hurried forward.

"Let me help you with that. Is this for Mr. McMillian?"

"Yes."

Rosemary handed him the bag.

"Is he still busy?"

"There have been a lot of staff changes recently, and many people have resigned. It’s said that there’s a reason behind it, and Mr. McMillian is investigating."

"Then I’ll wait here for a while."

"Ms. Rose, why don’t you come in and sit in my office?"

Romeo’s office was right next door, and this room was Carl’s workspace. Rosemary entered and found the environment quite pleasant.

She suddenly felt she had been underappreciating the hardworking people who had been managing her corporation.

Their offices were not even half as large as this one.

"It’s a little messy, Ms. Rose, have a seat. I’ll make some coffee."

As Carl was speaking, he added,

"We can finally use the coffee beans Mr. McMillian bought. If you didn’t come, the coffee beans would have expired. And the snack cabinet that’s only for you — those things have been sitting there for quite a while."

Rosemary felt a warmth inside and was about to speak when she heard the sound of a cup shattering from the next room.

Following that was the irate voice of a man.

The specifics of what was said were unclear, but it was obvious that Romeo was very upset.

"Ms. Rose, just sit tight. I’ll go check it out."

Carl quickly opened the door.

"Is he always like this?"

"No, no, no. Mr. McMillian is very considerate of his staff, very easy to talk to. Maybe something today hit a nerve."

After knocking on the next door, Carl pushed it open, only to hear Romeo angrily say,

"Get out."

Carl shut the door in fright.

Seeing Carl’s scared, shrunken figure, Rosemary, out of curiosity, knocked on Romeo’s door.

"Didn’t you hear me? I said—"

His sentence was cut off when he saw the person who pushed the door open was Rosemary.