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 pieces.

Isabella remained expressionless. She picked up her cup of

commented to the

outside, not

from the

should be here soon. She needed to see who would be

with this matter.

it’s Old Mr.

clench her fist, her heart pounding. Despite the

her after orchestrating such a significant

maintained a facade of

that the reporters were

excitement. They hurriedly walked to their cars, eager to

the first to

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

strike up a conversation with her.

a smile, she closed her laptop and said,

of entertainment

a couple of days ago, Amelie Fowler was

tongue, her eyes shining with gossip. “But

photographed, it doesn’t

Isabella, “I heard

was photographed before. The entire hotel was sealed, and

entered were taken aside for questioning. Not a single picture

was leaked.”

didn’t say anything. She hadn’t intended for Lara to fall

wanted her to spend

bet we’ll have breaking news in

The waitress was excited, eagerly checking her phone

looked out the window, waiting quietly. She had

that Seth would be the one handling this.

Seth left the banquet midway and changed his

recently, with so much

men toasting him was

off his cufflinks, intending to change into a

not

“Nicolas.”

Nicolas quickly pushed the door open. “Yes,

luna luna

Selena? Didn’t I ask her to bring me

the limit of patience with

he replied, “She seemed to

went to change herself.”