The Woman From Hell

The more we walked toward the corner, the more we could sense that someone was hiding there.

I gave Shannon a slight nod and then we stepped forward together at a faster speed.

Sure enough, a paparazzo was lying in ambush there.

I patted him on the shoulder. He looked at me with horror, and I smiled slightly. "So it's you. I caught you again."

"You again? We warned you yesterday, but you just don't listen, do you?"

Whatever was happening here quickly attracted everyone else.

Theo put his hands in his pockets, displeasure showing on his face, which made the man's expression pale even more.

"My God, there's a paparazzo here?!" Harriet's expression changed drastically. She sounded upset as she gave the paparazzo a condescending look.

With all these people present, this paparazzo could not afford to mess with anyone.

He could only hand over the camera obediently.

speaking, his sense of positioning was impeccable. The photos he took were well-lit, and the portraits were clear. All of them were 'intimate' scenes of Harriet

on his hips. "I let him go last night, yet he came again today without repentance. Let's call the police and have him detained for at least one day so that he can learn a lesson." Hearing this, the man hurriedly pleaded. "Don't call the police, please. Miss

eyes fell on Harriet when he pleaded with her. She panicked for a moment but quickly calmed herself. "Let's call the police. It's just a day of detention at most, anyway. It's nothing." "Okay, I'll call the

reasonable to call in the police since he was stalking

returned the camera to him after deleting the photos. The police nearby then came and

up to me and touched the wrist that I had bumped from catching the paparazzo just now. "It's

and me, her expression obviously ugly. She interrupted us loudly, "President Lane, I heard you say that you also caught him last night?" "That's right, Wanda discovered him last night.

went along with

"Yeah, we

give up, so we

the set.

Presidents Lane and Collins, you're really intelligent." Harriet's eyes

no appreciation shown on her face even

you're an artiste. You're probably aware that your every word and deed might get caught

clear. It

Harriet's expression changed

there