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.

expressionless. She picked up

a sip and casually commented to the empty air, “What a

scene.” She sat outside, not

and the people from

here soon. She needed to see who

with this matter.

it’s Old Mr. Shaffer…

but clench her fist, her heart pounding. Despite

inside her after orchestrating such

maintained a

window, she saw that the reporters were kicked out, but

excitement. They hurriedly walked

to report the news.

news.” The waiter, noticing that

to strike up a conversation with her.

a smile, she closed her laptop and said,

entertainment

a couple of days ago, Amelie Fowler was

tongue, her eyes shining with gossip. “But for

they’re photographed, it doesn’t

telling Isabella, “I heard

photographed before. The entire hotel was sealed, and

who entered were taken aside for questioning. Not

was leaked.”

anything. She

wanted her to spend a few quiet days abroad.

we’ll have breaking news in

eagerly checking her phone for

Isabella looked out the window, waiting quietly. She

that Seth would be the one handling this.

Seth left the banquet midway and changed his clothes in the suite.

to such occasions, but recently, with so much going on, being

few old men toasting him was really

off his cufflinks, intending to change

not

“Nicolas.”

the door open.

luna luna

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

reached the limit of patience

“She seemed to

went to change herself.”