I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 113

In the hotel, a group of reporters rushed upstairs. Some went up from the

elevator, and others sneaked in through emergency exits. The hotel’s security

was powerless to stop them.

With a loud bang, the door of Room 801 was forcibly pushed open.

At this moment, Lara was lying on the couch with her shirt disheveled, and a

shirtless Louis was on top of her. They were intimately close.

When the reporters stormed in, they didn’t expect such a sensational scene.

They were momentarily dumbfounded but quickly recovered. One after

another, they started flashing their cameras at the two figures on the couch.

Louis lay limp on top, unable to move, much like Lara.

Caught up in their conversations, the reporters were oblivious to any peculiar

behavior from the duo on the couch. They presumed that the couple was

simply attempting to dodge the cameras. Relentlessly, they showered the

pair with pointed questions, but the two on the couch stayed unresponsive.

Soon, the hotel security swiftly entered the room. Witnessing the scene on

the couch, they were briefly taken aback. However, taking into account Lara’s

prominent identity, they promptly guided the reporters out of the room.

“Miss Shaffer, what’s your relationship with this gentleman?”

“Didn’t you say you were getting married soon on a popular variety show?”

“Is this gentleman your fiancé?”

The reporters were unwilling to give up. Even as they were being ushered out,

they continued bombarding the couple with questions, hoping to uncover a

scandal.

Yet, Lara couldn’t even make a sound. As she watched the cameras being

taken out, she was so infuriated that her eyes were bloodshot, wishing she

Louis

expressionless. She picked up her

a sip and casually commented to the empty

outside, not planning to

from the Shaffer Family who were handling

be here soon. She needed

with this matter.

it’s Old Mr.

clench her fist, her heart

fear brewing inside her after

maintained a facade

the window, she saw that the reporters were kicked

filled with excitement. They hurriedly

the first to report the

waiter, noticing

to strike up a conversation with

smile, she closed her laptop and said, “Isn’t

entertainment

a couple of days ago, Amelie Fowler

tongue, her eyes shining with

even if they’re photographed,

Isabella, “I heard that a

was photographed before. The entire hotel

for questioning.

was leaked.”

say anything. She hadn’t

her to spend a few quiet

media, I bet we’ll have breaking news in less

The waitress was excited, eagerly checking her phone

window, waiting quietly.

be the

and

used to such occasions, but recently, with so much

a few old men toasting

his cufflinks, intending to change into a

was not

“Nicolas.”

Nicolas quickly pushed the

luna luna

ask her to

had reached the limit

wasn’t sure, so he replied, “She seemed to have stained her clothes

went to change herself.”