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Greg narrowed his eyes at her words, "Do you know Mr. Morgado, Mr. Hoeber, and Mr. Beck have been waiting for her?" The receptionist was so stunned that she trembled slightly, "But, but she said she didn't make an appointment with Mr. Morgado, and she didn't tell me who she was. How could I possibly let her in!" "Enough! You can explain it to Mr. Morgado later." Greg shot a cold glance at her before he turned around and went back to Ray's office. The receptionist almost fell to the ground, her forehead got sweaty instantly. In the meantime, Lynnsey was driving to her studio. Thanks to Leon, who helped her find this good place to start her business. The studio was not big, covering about one hundred square meters. But it did look warm and cozy after decoration. Before she started wor