Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife-Chapter 604

The last words seemed to slap Sheila right in the face.

Sheila felt a burning sting on her cheek, utterly embarrassed.

"Alright, I still need to take Mrs. McMillian for a tour in other departments. You guys figure out the rest."

Romeo’s words left the design department feeling a pang of loss. They hadn’t had enough chat with Rosemary.

"Mrs. McMillian, you should come visit the design department when you have time."

"The entire design department would love to invite you for an afternoon tea!"

"Exactly! Next time you come, just say what you’d like to eat or drink."

Rosemary’s gaze softened. "Thank you."

"We should be the ones thanking you. You’ve inspired us and made us realize that we still have a long way to go in design."

"Next time, I’ll definitely present more impressive works for you to see, Rosemary."

"Mrs. McMillian, see you next time."

"You must come."

Rosemary nodded with a smile, surveying the crowd. Sheila was at the very back, her face contorted with embarrassment.

"Sheila, could you step out for a moment?" Rosemary suddenly called out.

Everyone in the design department looked at Sheila. She had just offended Rosemary.

Now that Mr. McMillian was back from his call, Rosemary was going to settle the score with her. freewёbnoνel.com

Having won several international design awards in recent years, she dared to be so reckless in front of Rosemary.

She was still a young girl — a bit green.

Sheila was initially taken aback when Rosemary called her out, but she quickly composed herself. The clicking sound of her high heels on the floor wasn’t as confident as before.

"Mrs. McMillian," Sheila stepped into the hallway outside the department, her voice considerably quieter.

"Irene chose to resign."

Rosemary’s words left Sheila frozen on the spot, her expression a mix of surprise and embarrassment.

"Deputy Manager Max was taken away by the police because he had been harassing female interns for the past two months, and they reported him."

Sheila’s face turned even more sour. She hadn’t expected that Rosemary had heard every word she’d said to others just now.

"The person who turned Mr. McMillian’s office upside down was Maria, not me," Rosemary continued. "She was fired because she made a mistake, thought she was clever, and spoke ill of others. Mr. McMillian didn’t take into account the relationship between the McMillian and Paisley families and fired her.

This goes to show that nepotism doesn’t work in this corporation. What Mr. McMillian values more is an employee’s personal abilities and character."

Sheila was dumbstruck, unable to utter a word.

How had Rosemary heard what she’d said to others from such a distance — and so clearly!

"Mrs. McMillian..." Sheila didn’t know how to defend herself. She glanced at Romeo, who seemed somewhat indifferent.

"Mr. McMillian—" Sheila really didn’t know how to explain.

"Also, in last year’s Astronisia Design Competition, it was my vote that made you the third place."

At the time, Sheila and another contestant, Caroline, had a tie in votes. It was Rosemary’s crucial vote that made Sheila the third and Caroline the fourth.

"My goodness, what did Mrs. McMillian say to Sheila? She’s crying her eyes out. Should we go comfort her?"

"If Mrs. McMillian wants to give someone a hard time, it’s best for us to steer clear. Let her sort it out on her own. After all, wasn’t she acting all high and mighty in front of Mrs. McMillian just now? Chances are, she’s about to get fired."

Sheila spent a good while crying in the corridor before wiping away her tears and returning to the design department as though she had regained her courage.

Seeing her return, everyone scattered back to their workstations.

"Count me in the next time Mrs. McMillian treats us to lunch."

Sheila’s sudden words took everyone by surprise, and they all turned to look at her.

"I used to be so full of myself, thinking that winning a few big awards made me special, acting all big and bad in front of you all. I’m sorry for causing you trouble," Sheila suddenly bowed in apology. "From now on, we can all discuss any design issues together."

Everyone’s mouths fell open in shock.

Just what had happened to her? It was as though she had turned into a different person.

What the hell did Rosemary say to her?

Meanwhile, Romeo was taking Rosemary on a tour of the finance department.

On the way, Rosemary suddenly said, "Don’t fire her. Give her a chance to change."

Romeo was taken aback. "She made things difficult for you with her design draft. She was arrogant and disrespectful. She had ill intentions."

"It was just a little competition." Rosemary didn’t think it was a big deal. If she didn’t value talent, she wouldn’t have brought up last year’s Astronisia Design Competition. Given Sheila’s skills, her design this year shouldn’t have been so mediocre.

"Did you get upset when I was away?" Romeo asked the girl beside him.

"No. Didn’t you see? Everyone likes me."

Even Sheila, who had initially looked down on her, had eventually apologized.

Romeo mulled it over for a while before saying, "Fine, I’ll listen to you this time. I hope she won’t let you down.

But with your guidance, McMillian Corporation’s new line for this quarter is definitely going to be a hit.

How should I thank you?"

Romeo caressed Rosemary’s face and was about to lean in for a kiss.

Just then, the elevator doors opened with a ding. The head of the finance department was about to enter, only to see Mr. McMillian caressing a girl’s face as if about to kiss her — his voice seductive, his eyes filled with affection.

He was taken aback and quickly rubbed his eyes.

"Mr. McMillian..." he quickly greeted. "I was just coming to find you. Here’s this week’s financial report."

Oh my god, someone tell him what’s happening. Why was Mr. McMillian in the elevator, acting so intimate with a girl as if no one was around?

"Do you usually not greet people?" Romeo’s gaze fell upon him. "Call her Mrs. McMillian."

The head of the finance department clutched his heart, shocked for a moment before stammering,

"Mrs. McMillian, h-hello. Welcome to the finance department. I’ll show you both around."