The peach blossom eyes glanced at her with a half-smiling expression, a hint of ambiguous emotion flashed through them. Robert Thomson didn't say anything more and turned to push the door open and enter.
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For the whole day, Robert had no time to pay attention to her.
At first, she thought that he would act like yesterday, touching her as soon as he saw her and taking her down on the spot.
Turns out, yesterday's action was just a trick to test her reaction.
Robert wasn't an impatient lustful ghost; on the contrary, he really didn't like to be disturbed when he was working, not even by his own handpicked secretaries.
From this angle, his cold indifference was simply because they were not his true love. He had a clear distinction between those he liked and those he didn't. For him, weighing the importance of things that others found confusing was as easy as placing a few weights on a scale.
