Wendy heard this and finally went to open the door.

"Give it to me, you can go now!"

She rudely extended her hand towards the door.

Standing at the door was a young ruffian with a slight temper.

The man looked her up and down. His expression changed as he observed her face and figure.

Wendy narrowed her eyes and urged the man in displeasure. "Hello, are you deaf? Give it to me!"

"Miss Fuller, I think there are some details that we need to confirm." The man maliciously raised the corners of his lips, waving the document folder in his hand at her, with no intention of handing it over to her.

Wendy’s demeanor was cold. "Just talk here!"

‘How is the person deserving to be in my room?’

Because of her obvious disdain, the man yanked open the door, and a cold look flashed across his eyes.

Wendy almost fell forward because, naturally, she could not match him in strength.

"What are you going to do?" She glared at the person in front of her.

But the man had already walked through the