Yves wanted to report to Rosalie about the progress of the institute's projects thus far, but she had dismissed him.

"I still have some things to deal with. If there’s nothing important, you can go out now."

Rosalie's eyebrows drooped slightly. It was tough to decipher her emotions.

Hearing this, Yves frowned slightly and turned his head to look at the rose bouquet on the side.

Obviously, Rosalie's mood was affected by this bunch of flowers.

In the past, judging from Rosalie's rigorous approach to work, the first thing she would do upon returning to the institute if she was absent for a long time was confirm the progress of the projects with him.

Today was different.

Thinking of this, the emotions in Yves' eyes were complicated.

He had too little interaction with Rosalie that he did not even know who sent the flowers.

He was all the more clueless about Rosalie's attitude toward that person.

Rosalie raised her eyes, saw Yves still standing in her office, and asked, "What's wro