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 into pieces.

Isabella remained expressionless. She picked up her cup of

to take a sip and casually commented to the

She sat outside, not

the people from the Shaffer Family

should be here soon. She needed to see who

with this matter.

it’s Old

help but clench her fist, her heart pounding. Despite the

after orchestrating such

maintained a facade of composure.

saw that the

excitement. They hurriedly walked to their cars, eager to

first to report the

waiter, noticing that

up a conversation

laptop and said, “Isn’t this hotel

of entertainment

couple of days ago, Amelie Fowler was arrested here.”

her tongue, her eyes shining with gossip. “But for

photographed,

voice, telling Isabella, “I heard that a bigshot’s

hotel was sealed, and all

entered were taken aside for questioning. Not a single picture

was leaked.”

didn’t say anything. She hadn’t intended for

she just wanted her to spend a few quiet

I bet we’ll have breaking news in less

was excited, eagerly checking her phone for

out the window, waiting quietly. She

Seth would be the one handling

7.40PM, Seth left the banquet midway and changed

was used to such occasions, but recently, with so

old men toasting

off his cufflinks, intending to change into a new shirt, but found

not

“Nicolas.”

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

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Selena? Didn’t I ask her to bring

He had reached the limit of

replied, “She seemed to have stained her

to change