Devoted Love:The Billionaire's Precious Wife
Chapter 377

Chapter 377: Chapter 377

He explained, "I mean, you’ve got plenty of time to hang out with Romeo. Now make a little more money so that those medical projects can start."

"It’s too late," Rosemary said. "He’s already pissed."

"I’m screwed now; he’s definitely going to punish me. Ms. Rose, you gotta help me!" Jack sent out a bunch of SOS emojis, whether he was crying or laughing was hard to tell. He had once praised Romeo—why didn’t Romeo hear it?

"Don’t scare him off," Romeo patted Rosemary’s head. "Where’s the meetup? I’ll accompany you."

Rosemary asked for the location again, but both were very cautious, saying they’d provide her with the location tomorrow.

If they didn’t know the situation, they’d think they were up to no good.

In the evening, Rosemary received a call from Jack.

"Ms. Rose, is Romeo still mad?"

"You’re calling just to ask that?" Rosemary didn’t expect it. He was actually scared stiff, and then she started laughing.

"Can you just tell me if he’s still mad? I’m mainly worried he’ll be mean to you." He remembered Ms. Rose once saying that Romeo was a hard person to console. Ms. Rose wouldn’t be accompanying him from afternoon till night, would she? If so, he’d be giving Ms. Rose trouble.

"He’s not mad anymore," Rosemary told the truth.

"Really?"

"Mm-hmm."

Jack was relieved and hurriedly got to the point: "Oh, right, someone wants you to compose a piano piece, but he can only afford three million."

"Really?"

With her popularity, the price of the tasks she accepted was definitely more than three million. Was this guy deliberately lowering the price, or could he only afford that much?

"That person did ask a lot of people, from a starting price of one million to three million. It seems like he doesn’t understand the market."

"Is it for tomorrow as well?"

"Ms. Rose, how did you know?"

"I’m not doing it." Rosemary glanced at the time. Tonight, she still had to check the experimental data sent by Grandpa Beck, and she didn’t have much time to handle tasks.

"Then I’ll reject him. Ms. Rose, you should get some rest."

"Mm-hmm."

After hanging up the phone, Rosemary was checking data in the lab when she suddenly found a problem. The fourteen drugs Grandpa Beck had combined, after synthesis, surprisingly released a new toxin.

The concentration of this toxin was low, but it was spread out, making it difficult to extract completely. Rosemary tried several methods, none of which worked. Romeo, who was outside the lab, noticed this and knocked on the door.

"Romeo?" Rosemary saw the man walk in with a late-night snack, and her tone was somewhat heavy: "There’s a problem."

"What’s the problem?"

Rosemary told him the results of her findings: "I’ve never seen this kind of toxin before. If it wasn’t for the advanced equipment you sent, it wouldn’t be detectable by the previous methods."

Now, if this toxin wasn’t extracted and it entered the human body, who knew what reaction would occur.

"Let me give it a shot."

"You can?" Rosemary was a bit surprised, even a little incredulous. From the time they met until now, she didn’t know this man had knowledge about making drugs.

"I only have some theoretical knowledge."

Previously, Romeo had envied Caden and Rosemary because they could perform surgeries together and discuss the patients’ conditions. Although he couldn’t perform surgery or make drugs, he did have some understanding of different types of equations.

As he typed away, Rosemary looked at him, her eyes filled with surprise and admiration.

After a while, Romeo asked her to take a look at the screen. Seeing the final equation, Rosemary suddenly thought of a new solution.

"I’ve got it," she said, seemingly inspired, and started to work on the separation experiment again.

In the meantime, Grandpa Beck made two video calls to discuss the progress with her.

At around three in the morning, Grandpa Beck said, "Alright. Consider my old bones, that’s enough for today. Don’t forget Romeo. Without his help, we wouldn’t have found a way. Go get some sleep."

"Just a bit longer."

"No more waiting! Romeo, take her away. She used to stay in the lab for days, treating it like home. I’m telling you, I’m going to cut the power!"

Romeo laughed. "Okay, grandpa."

"Don’t spoil her too much, just because she’s young doesn’t mean she can abuse her health. I’m hanging up."

After hanging up, Rosemary continued with her experiment. Romeo didn’t rush her but quietly stayed by her side.

After a while, Rosemary wondered why he hadn’t rushed her.

"If you’re inspired, work a little longer."

Hearing Romeo indulge her like this made Rosemary feel a bit guilty. Looking at the time, it was almost dawn.

"Let’s continue this tomorrow." Rosemary took his hand. "Let’s go. Time to sleep."

Romeo even forgot to take his tablet, letting her lead him away as he tightly held her slender fingers.

The next morning, Jack had sent the time and location for the meeting.

[Painting, 8 p.m., old warehouse.]

[Music score, 9 p.m., private club box.]

[Ms. Rose, we can’t find any background on these two. Want me and Jones to tag along for protection?]

[No need. Not many can pose a threat to me back home.]

[I’m worried that they’re from those organizations, trying to lure you out.] said Jack, sounding regretful. [I saw so much money last night and didn’t think too much. Ms. Rose, maybe I can try to de-delivery?]

[Do you think they figured out that Dr. Bell and Melody are the same person?] Rosemary countered.

[Well, that’s unlikely.]

After all, no one would associate Dr. Bell and Melody. Plus, Ms. Rose was always careful. Not many knew about her identity.

But better safe than sorry, right?

Jack had met the people from those organizations. If they set a trap for Ms. Rose, even she, as capable as she was, wouldn’t be able to escape.

[Don’t worry, I can handle it.] Rosemary didn’t take this seriously and went downstairs after replying to the message.

At seven in the evening, Romeo asked, "Are you sure you don’t need me to accompany you?"

"Yeah, I can handle it myself."

If the other party had a simpler identity without much background, then Romeo’s presence would be unnecessary. Rosemary didn’t need his protection.

But if the other party was a member of a powerful organization or multiple organizations, then Romeo would be in danger if he went.

So, from any angle, it was best for Romeo not to go.

Thinking about this, Rosemary comforted him: "It was the same when I took jobs before, and I’ll be back soon after a quick trip."