Chapter 1741:

Gary understood immediately. Since Brenna had skipped the queue, she wanted to compensate the waiting patients. He moved down the line, handing two hundred dollars to each person with a quiet apology.

No one complained after receiving the money.

Rosanna watched the scene unfold and leaned toward Kenny with a half-smile. “See? Money really does make everything easier.”

Kenny nodded. “It does.”

Christopher asked Rosanna to sit for the examination. After a thorough check-up, he wrote out a prescription and put together a dietary plan tailored specifically to her condition. Rosanna followed his instructions without protest—she was desperate enough at this point. And seeing the long queue of patients waiting to see him, she figured he had to be skilled.

She even added Christopher on Facebook, in case she needed his advice again down the road.

As Brenna lingered, Christopher turned to her. “That special medicine is nearly gone. Didn’t you plant a batch of Woodham? They should be ready soon, shouldn’t they?”

“I’ll check once I’m back and let you know,” Brenna said casually.

Overhearing the exchange, Rosanna realized that Brenna clearly had a deep knowledge of medicine herself—perhaps even more so than Christopher. And yet she had chosen mechanical design. The thought struck her as oddly surprising.

𝗧𝗋e𝘯di𝗇𝗴 n𝘰𝘃е𝗅ѕ o𝗻 g𝘢𝘭n𝘰v𝖾𝗹𝘀.𝘤о𝘮

Though skeptical at first, Rosanna committed to following Christopher’s treatment plan, having her chef prepare meals according to his instructions. To her genuine surprise, she was feeling noticeably better by the very next day. Her appetite returned, her mood lifted, and she looked healthier and more radiant than she had in weeks.

Kenny couldn’t hide his amazement. “I have to admit, Dr. Pierce’s medication works wonders.”

Rosanna nodded, a spark of her old confidence returning. “Honey, I’ve been thinking—I might step back from flying for now. But once the baby is older, I’d love to get back to it, maybe fly commercial. Keep an eye out for openings at your company for me.”

“Of course,” Kenny said warmly. “But there’s no rush. We’re in a good place financially—you don’t have to work to support us. And I think being there for our child matters more right now.”

Rosanna smiled but shook her head. “You know me. I don’t want to be just a housewife. We’ll see how it goes.”

The months that followed passed quickly, with both Brenna and Ethan consumed by work. Brenna’s team had been expanding rapidly. Over the past two years, her company had brought on multiple rounds of new employees, and the 57th and 58th floors of the Mitchell Group building could no longer contain them. The company had to relocate to a new office building entirely.

Brenna could no longer work in the same building as Ethan, though their new offices were only about an hour’s drive apart.

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