"Robert, you should focus on your work!" She tried hard to squeeze out a smile, looking as if a wife was sending her husband to work. Robert just smiled, didn't say anything, turned around, and walked out the door.
Emma Smith stayed in the room until he left, and it seemed that she could finally breathe a sigh of relief. She found her phone, which had been turned off long ago. Without saying anything, she immediately dashed to the elevator. She went down to the ground floor first, then pressed the button for the seventeenth floor.
And what about Robert Thomson?
He had long since reserved the entire seventeenth floor, and was currently sitting in the hospital room next to Thomas Smith's, his face gloomy as he looked at the file in his hand!
