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

expressionless. She picked

a sip and casually commented to the

sat outside, not

people from the

be here soon. She needed

with this matter.

it’s Old

clench her fist,

inside her after orchestrating such a

maintained a facade of

she saw that the reporters were kicked out, but their

hurriedly walked to their cars,

to report the

looks like big news.” The waiter, noticing

over to strike up a

she closed her laptop and said, “Isn’t

of entertainment scandals?”

of days ago, Amelie Fowler

her eyes shining with

even if they’re photographed, it

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

was photographed before. The entire hotel

for questioning. Not a

was leaked.”

anything. She hadn’t intended

her to spend a few

bet we’ll have

eagerly checking her phone

Isabella looked out the window, waiting quietly. She

Seth would be the one

Seth left the banquet midway and changed his

to such occasions, but recently,

a few old men toasting him was really annoying.

his cufflinks, intending to change into a new shirt,

was not

“Nicolas.”

hearing that, Nicolas quickly pushed the door open. “Yes, Mr.

luna luna

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

He had reached the limit

he replied, “She seemed to have

to