However, Robert Thomson, who used to be very dissatisfied with Kenneth Hall's habit of ordering Emma Smith around, didn't blame her this time. He just sat on the sofa, wearing a white shirt and silver dress pants, looking casual and relaxed.
Seeing her come in, Robert didn't say a word. Instead, it was little Oliver who ran over to her: "Auntie."
What she didn't see was that after Oliver called her "Auntie," there was a fleeting dark light in Robert's eyes. But he didn't show any reaction, and just waved her over: "Emma."
She held Oliver's hand and nodded her head in greeting to everyone present. There were a few people she didn't recognize, but they seemed to be Robert's friends from their appearances.
One was a man in a black shirt with flirtatious peach-blossom eyes, long legs comfortably crossed, slouching on the couch lazily. Oddly, his shirt was not buttoned properly, revealing the honey-colored chest beneath.
