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

tear Louis

She picked up

a sip and casually commented to the empty

scene.” She sat outside, not planning to leave.

and the people from the Shaffer Family who

She needed to see

with this matter.

it’s Old Mr. Shaffer…

clench her fist, her heart pounding.

inside her after orchestrating such a significant

a facade of composure.

saw that the reporters were kicked out,

filled with excitement. They hurriedly walked to their

to report the news.

big news.” The waiter, noticing

over to strike up a

closed her laptop and said, “Isn’t

entertainment scandals?”

a couple of days ago, Amelie

eyes shining with gossip.

if they’re photographed, it doesn’t

lowered her voice, telling Isabella, “I heard

The entire hotel was sealed, and all

entered were taken aside for questioning. Not

was leaked.”

She hadn’t intended for Lara

wanted her to spend a few quiet days abroad.

bet we’ll have breaking

The waitress was excited, eagerly

the window, waiting quietly. She had

be the one

7.40PM, Seth left the banquet midway and

recently, with so much going on,

by a few old men toasting him was really

his cufflinks, intending to change into

not

“Nicolas.”

the door open. “Yes, Mr. Shaffer.”

luna luna

Didn’t I ask her to bring

reached the limit of patience with her efficiency.

“She seemed to have stained her

went to