Anyway, he had already asked his wife to find out about Emma Smith's situation. They should be able to get some information.
Raising his wrist, he looked at the time displayed on his Vacheron Constantin watch and said, "Let's go and get ready. It's about to start."
Robert Thomson nodded, glanced again at the three people in the corner looking safe, and then went backstage with his brother with peace of mind.
At that moment, the lights in the venue suddenly dimmed.
Some people were surprised, and in the darkness, a man's voice could be heard, "Firstly, welcome everyone to the Thomson Group's 36th-anniversary celebration party amidst your busy schedule."
Suddenly, a beam of light shone on the stage, and everyone's gaze followed the light, focusing on the stage curtain.
Above them, a large clock hand moved slowly:
One, two, three... thirty-five, thirty-six!
