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 into

expressionless. She picked

a sip and casually commented to the

outside, not planning

people from the

should be here soon. She needed to

with this matter.

Old Mr.

but clench her fist, her heart

fear brewing inside her after orchestrating such

a facade

window, she saw that the reporters were kicked

excitement. They hurriedly walked to their cars, eager

the first to report

looks like big news.” The waiter, noticing that Isabella remained

to strike up a

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

of entertainment

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

her eyes shining with gossip. “But for some

if they’re photographed, it doesn’t

Isabella,

photographed before. The entire hotel was sealed,

for questioning. Not a single

was leaked.”

She hadn’t intended for Lara to

her to spend

of media, I bet we’ll have breaking news in less than 20

excited, eagerly checking her phone for updates.

window, waiting quietly. She

would be the one handling this.

banquet midway and changed his clothes

was used to such occasions, but recently, with

men toasting

change into a new shirt, but found that

not

“Nicolas.”

the door open. “Yes,

luna luna

Didn’t I ask her to bring

reached the limit of patience with her

“She seemed to have stained

to change herself.”