No one actually knew the answer to that.
James was feeling restless and didn’t have the patience to dwell on Aster’s situation.
"Maybe geniuses like that just don’t care about those things," he said. "There are always people who aren’t interested in fame or fortune."
Samantha thought about it and agreed.
A genius like Aster, who had single-handedly compiled such a massive database—including formulas considered top-tier trade secrets in the industry—could probably create a new prescription at a moment’s notice.
Naturally, someone like that wouldn’t be overly concerned about a few formulas.
The value of the database was precisely why the licensing fees were so astronomical.
She had already accepted that reality.
Turning to Ryan, who was leisurely sipping his drink, she smiled softly.
"Ryan, my mom wants to treat you to dinner. You’ve been helping me every step of the way since this project started, and that’s why everything has gone so smoothly."
Oliver was in an exceptionally good mood, thinking about the project’s upcoming success.
He immediately raised his glass. "Meeting the parents? I think it’s a great idea."
Ryan’s expression remained indifferent, with only the faintest curve at the corner of his lips.
Samantha blushed and covered her mouth with a laugh.
"It’s just a private dinner."
James glanced over and raised his glass as well.
"Cheers."
*****
In the days following the gathering at the Taylor family estate, Rose had been so busy that she barely had time to think about what had happened there.
Everything continued as usual.
Grace hadn’t shown any signs of dissatisfaction toward her.
Rose had expected that even if Grace didn’t retaliate directly, she would at least encounter some obstacles within the industry.
But nothing happened.
Still, she found herself worrying about Grace.
In the end, it all came down to how deeply Grace missed her granddaughter.
For years, she had clung to the engagement between the Taylor and Robinson families as a source of comfort, believing her granddaughter would eventually return home.
Now, even that last thread of hope seemed to be unraveling.
But everyone had their own perspective.
Rose could understand both Trevor and the Taylor family.
Everyone had their reasons.
Meanwhile, her project remained in its early stages. There were countless technical challenges to overcome and numerous details requiring her supervision.
If she could successfully expand into other smart healthcare projects, it would save significant time and money.
Around noon, during the lunch break, her coworkers headed downstairs one after another.
Rose received a call from Caleb.
"Caleb?"
"Come downstairs. Something’s happened."
As soon as Rose stepped out of the elevator, she saw a woman sprawled across the lobby entrance.
The woman, who appeared to be in her forties, was wailing loudly, attracting a growing crowd.
Employees from neighboring companies had gathered to watch, and many were already taking photos.
The lobby echoed with accusations: "G.S Pharmaceuticals is killing people!"
"They’re profiting off human lives!"
Only after spotting Rose did Caleb step forward with a frown.
"Apparently, her husband took one of our medications and suffered severe side effects. He’s already unconscious."
Rose’s expression darkened. "That’s impossible. There are countless causes of medical emergencies."
"I’ve explained that repeatedly," Caleb said. "But she refuses to listen. If this continues, public opinion could turn against us very quickly."
Rose looked at the man lying in the woman’s arms.
Ignoring Caleb’s attempt to stop her, she walked straight over.
The woman immediately pointed at Rose and screamed, "You heartless monsters! Give me back my husband’s life!"
Rose crouched beside the unconscious man.
"Instead of taking him to the hospital when he collapsed, you dragged him here to a pharmaceutical company. Are you genuinely worried about saving his life, or are you worried about losing your chance to extort money from us?"
The woman’s expression stiffened, and she became even more hysterical.
"Are you wishing my husband dead? How can you be so vicious? Is this how G.S treats ordinary people?"
Rose ignored her outburst and reached for the man’s wrist.
Although they were at a pharmaceutical company, most people assumed only medical researchers worked there.
What they didn’t know was that Rose had practiced medicine for more than a decade. Even many experienced physicians might not match her clinical skills.
The woman suddenly lunged forward and tried to scratch her.
Several bright red marks instantly appeared on Rose’s fair skin.
But Rose didn’t release the man’s wrist.
Her face remained cold and composed as she continued assessing him.

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