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"Couldbe    postponed  tomorrow,  if  you  insist on  working on the report.  I'm  not  suing you  for it either."

Diandra's lips are pulled    in,  no  longer  sounding  because  she  knows  that  Henggar  will  easily    reverse  all  her words.

"Good  morning,Mr.  Henggar." There was  a melodious  sound  from    behind  Henggar and Diandra. The  two of them  immediately  turned their  heads  towards  the    sound.

"Oh, Anggita. What's wrong with that?"

A beautiful  woman  with  long  backs    with  modern  pieces walks  hastily following in henggar  and Diandra's  footsteps.  His face is  slightly  muted. Half  bent  he  stopped the move  in front of  Henggar. His eyes  then  stopped at the  figure of  Diandra who was  still  standing  next to  Henggar  with  his  hands  intertwined.

"Oh, recommend. Her name is Diandra.  Him,  this is  Anggita. He's  my secretary."