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

remained expressionless. She picked up

sip and casually commented to the

She sat outside, not

left, and the people from

needed to see

with this matter.

Old Mr. Shaffer…

her fist,

her after

maintained a facade of

saw that the reporters were

with excitement. They hurriedly walked

to report

news.” The waiter, noticing that Isabella remained in place,

strike up

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

of entertainment

ago, Amelie Fowler

eyes shining with

if they’re photographed, it doesn’t matter.”

her voice, telling Isabella,

photographed before. The entire hotel was sealed,

aside for

was leaked.”

anything. She hadn’t intended for

wanted her to spend a few quiet days

the swarm of media, I bet we’ll have breaking news in less than

waitress was excited, eagerly checking

the window, waiting quietly. She had

Seth would be the one handling

Seth left the banquet midway and

was used to such occasions, but recently, with so much going

few old men toasting him

his cufflinks, intending to change into a new shirt,

not there.

“Nicolas.”

pushed the door open. “Yes, Mr. Shaffer.”

luna luna

to

had reached the limit of patience with her

wasn’t sure, so he replied, “She seemed to

to change