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

remained expressionless. She picked up her cup

casually commented to the empty

outside, not planning to

left, and the people from the

needed to see who

with this matter.

Old

couldn’t help but clench her fist, her heart

fear brewing inside her after orchestrating

she maintained a

window, she saw that the reporters were kicked

excitement. They hurriedly walked to their cars, eager

the first to report the news.

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

over to strike up

laptop and said,

entertainment

Just a couple of days ago, Amelie Fowler

her tongue, her eyes shining with

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

lowered her voice, telling Isabella, “I heard

hotel was sealed, and

for questioning. Not

was leaked.”

didn’t say anything. She hadn’t intended

she just wanted her to spend a

swarm of media, I bet we’ll have breaking

The waitress was excited, eagerly checking her

window, waiting quietly.

Seth would be the one

Seth left the banquet midway and changed

occasions, but recently, with so much going on,

old men toasting

took off his cufflinks, intending to change into

was not

“Nicolas.”

the door open. “Yes, Mr.

luna luna

Didn’t I ask her to bring me clothes?” Seth’s tone was

had reached the limit of patience

so he replied, “She seemed to

to change herself.”