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After Ingrid dissed Orville, she turned to look at Lynn. The ice in her beautiful eyes melted away, and she smiled a little. "Nice meeting you, Dr. Jackson. I'm Ingrid Swinton. I have nothing to do with Mr. Quentin." "Okay, I'm sorry I misunderstood." Lynn glanced at Orville. The latter looked very unhappy, but he obviously dared not speak anything. Just now the director of the hospital told her that Mr. Quentin was somebody she couldn't offend and asked her to show much respect and mind her language. She never thought that when she came here, she would see him being dissed hard by Ingrid. Lynn looked at Ingrid. "Ms. Swinton, let's go to my consulting room now." "Okay." "Ingrid." Sheila ran over. When she saw Lynn, she frowned slightly and was about to speak. But Ingrid stopped her b