**Third person**
A month ago,
Layla walked into the reception area of Stone's Enterprises. "Hi, I'm Layla Beckett from Harriston's Enterprises. I'm here to see Mr. Stone," she said, smiling at the receptionist.
The receptionist looked up, slightly taken aback. "Do you have an appointment, Miss...?"
“Layla. And no, I don't have an appointment.”
“Then I'm afraid you can't see Mr. Stone.”
"Please, can you just call and tell him it's very important?" Layla urged. “It's an emergency.”
The receptionist hesitated for a moment, seemingly studying Layla and contemplating whether or not to help. With a small sigh, she finally picked up the phone.
"Hello sir, there's a Layla from Harriston's Enterprises here to see you. She says it's about..."
“It's an emergency,” Layla whispered, mentally r
