Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

Chapter 112

Having obtained the screenshot of the problematic financial report from

Selena, Lara cross-checked the IP address several times. She confirmed that

it was Abigail who held a grudge against Isabella. Only then did Lara feel at

ease and go to the appointed meeting.

Lara assumed Abigail was concerned about exposing herself, which

explained why she sent the email anonymously. Consequently, Lara decided

not to confirm with Abigail directly, thinking it best not to alert her

beforehand. After all, Lara’s primary goal was to acquire the financial report.

Isabella would be held responsible, possibly implicating Seth-a strategy

killing two birds with one stone.

When Lara arrived at the hotel, she went to Room 801 as per the email

instructions. Despite the entire floor being filled with presidential suites, there

weren’t many bookings. Lara couldn’t help but marvel at Abigail’s willingness

to spend money, all the while harboring thoughts about Isabella’s numerous

offenses deserving an early death.

The door to Room 801 was open, so she casually walked in, closing the door

behind her.

The whole suite was quiet, with a faint fragrance in the air and no signs of

anyone around.

“Anybody here?” Lara impatiently dropped her bag and sat on the couch with

crossed legs. “Such a fool. She’s actually late.” She rolled her eyes and leaned

back, taking out her phone to send several consecutive emails to the

anonymous email address. With no replies, frustration overwhelmed her.

Sensing stagnant air, she stood up to open the door.

she stood up, her legs weakened, and dizziness struck.

onto the couch. She gazed at the glass on the

regaining focus. Panic set in as she

was wrong, and the sweet fragrance in the air heightened

unease.

grabbed her purse, frantically searching for

the phone slipped from her hands and fell to the

discovered she couldn’t stand, as if her

her to slide

the woman struggled to reach her phone, but no

tried, she couldn’t touch it. A gradually

on her face.

a cafe. She watched

her laptop without expression.

“Miss, would you like

Isabella handed over her cup. “Thank you, and

mousse cake, please.”

“Sure.”

left, Isabella’s gaze returned to the laptop screen. With a

she clicked her

arrived, it lifted her spirits.

savoring it.

on

at her phone on the floor,

d

fallen into a trap, and if she continued to

something bad would happen.

“Help…”

5/9

now showed fear. Receiving no response, she

She promised to investigate and

whoever was behind this.

thought about this,

mind snapped as she stared in the direction of the

widened eyes.

see the person’s face clearly. However, the

already muddled

as planned. As he quietly opened the

he saw Lara in a dress lying on

avoided looking him in the eye, now

legs were slightly raised,

seemingly saying something.