Although he had been involved with a few women, he had no steady girlfriend, let alone a fiancée. He truly was a woman's dream prince on a white horse!
At this moment, Emma Smith stood straight in the 170-square-meter office.
In front of her was the man people couldn't stop talking about.
A large, solid wooden desk stood about two meters wide, with huge floor-to-ceiling curtains opened behind it. Through the window, one could see the busy miniature of the entire city.
Sitting in the swivel chair in front of the desk, Robert Thomson lowered his head, looking at some documents.
Sunlight streamed in from behind him, casting a golden hue around his silhouette, making him appear as if emerging from a painting.
His custom-tailored linen shirt accentuated his slim waist and long legs, fair skin, and displayed his leisurely, dandy style to the fullest.
His hair shone brilliantly, with dense, half-concealed lashes that framed his eyes, reminiscent of a sunbathing Persian cat with its clear and elegant allure, full of seductive charm.
His thin lips pressed lightly together, as if he were the rippling waters of a lake on a spring day, showing elegance and propriety.
However, such a handsome and elegant face bore not a single hint of a warm smile but only a cold and indifferent gaze.
This man was no longer the refined, art-pursuing gentleman from five years ago.
Back then, Robert was like an unworldly ascetic: learned and gentle, steady and calm. He was serious and exacting in his work, free from scandals and seductive affairs. Despite his stunning talent and looks, he was the prince of white horses in the dreams of women. Despite his place among the entertainment circle, Robert's lack of desire raised doubts among countless women about whether he even liked women, or if he was a homosexual.
Although she was merely a passerby in his life, having spent one night with him, as an employee at Thomson Group—especially being a female employee—gossip about the president was always a burning topic of discussion.
The only time Robert ever admitted to having a relationship publicly was his entanglement with Charlotte Rodriguez—who was not only his sister-in-law but also an artist under his label at the time.
What made that woman so exceptional that she captured the profound love of the Thomson brothers?
Although there wasn't any concrete evidence, ever since the news of Charlotte's "death" five years prior, he had changed.
Today, the society ladies of Swallow City no longer addressed him as an "ascetic." All women described him as "a passionate man."
He was passionate, but he never indiscriminately fell in love.
They called him passionate because he switched to a new woman every once in a while.
They said he wasn't reckless because he wasn't a lustful playboy. On the contrary, he was quite selective and discerning when it came to women; he preferred to go without rather than settle. Over the past five years, only a few women had made it onto his list of conquests.
Since Emma Smith's arrival at Thomson Group three years ago, Robert had gone through several secretaries, with each one lasting a month at the shortest and half a year at the longest. He never spared any excess affection for any woman. As soon as he lost interest, he would withdraw without a trace, and no matter how much the woman begged, he would never look back.
Nonetheless, Robert Thomson was a generous man.