Chapter 257: Hanging out in the Recording Studio

It was getting close to the afternoon, the sun in Los Angeles had risen to mid-sky, with clear, sunny skies, and the sunlight was particularly intense.

Link drove his Ferrari convertible along the West Coast Boulevard, racing along until he reached Big Machine Records' Giant Guitar music studio.

As he walked into the studio, Taylor was sitting at the mixing desk with her blonde hair tousled, wearing a headset.

Her head was bobbing slightly to the beat.

There was also a sheet of paper on the mixing desk.

She was writing and drawing on it with a pen.

The other staff in the recording studio were also bustling about, including songwriters, music arrangers, production assistants, and about fifteen or sixteen other people, making it look a bit busier than Link's studio.

Link didn't disturb her, asking Emily to distribute drinks to the staff, while he placed a cup of coffee on the mixing desk.

"Emily, I've told you not to put coffee here, and don't bother me, I don't need anything."