As Rosalie had been busy until quite late the previous night, she managed to sleep soundly when she finally went to bed.

The following morning, Rosalie was woken up by the ringing of her phone.

Her head was still a little fuzzy after having just woken up. After fumbling around on her bedside table for a while, she finally found the source of the sound.

Rosalie looked at the caller ID, then answered her phone in a daze.

On the other end, Yves' voice was filled with anxiety as he said, "Dr. Jacobs, we have a problem."

Rosalie was suddenly wide awake. She shot up from her bed, and her voice was slightly hoarse as she asked, "What happened?"

"A batch of medicinal materials was supposed to arrive this morning, but it's already way past the scheduled time and the goods are still nowhere in sight." Yves' face was filled with dread.

The medicinal material suppliers who partnered with their research institute were usually on time with their deliveries.

In the past, if the suppliers said