Seeing the argument over there getting louder and louder, Charlotte Thompson closed the file in her hand and walked towards the door.
"If you don't have an appointment, there's no way you can come in."
As soon as Charlotte walked over, she heard the security guard's voice, barely suppressing his anger.
"Do you know who I am? I want to see Justin Battleson, and I need an appointment?" the middle-aged woman argued loudly.
Hearing the middle-aged woman's words, Charlotte raised her slender eyebrows and slowly asked,
"What's going on?"
The security personnel turned their heads and saw Charlotte beside them. As if seeing a savior, they quickly took a step back and anxiously explained to Charlotte,
"Miss Thompson, this lady wants to see our Mr. Battleson, but she doesn't have an appointment. I wanted her to wait in the lounge area, but she keeps trying to force her way in..."
