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Morgado Group. "Mr. Morgado, he did arrive at East Plergant." Eaton placed a stack of photos on the desk. Ray's fingertips glided over the photos, his face becoming increasingly somber. He coldly said, "Besides going to Lynnsey Star Technology Group, where else did he go?" Eaton shook his head, "He stayed at the bar all afternoon and hasn't come out yet." Ray picked up a lighter and slowly burned the stack of photos on the table, the azure flames slowly devouring the silver masks. After dealing with the photos, he looked at the time on his wrist, five o'clock in the afternoon. "The evening meeting is postponed." He picked up his suit and headed out. "Mr. Morgado, the evening meeting is the quarterly work report, it's very important..." Eaton chased after him, but Ray had already