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.

up, her legs weakened, and dizziness struck. In a moment

She gazed at the glass

regaining focus. Panic set in as

sweet fragrance

unease.

grabbed her purse, frantically searching for

her hands and

but discovered she couldn’t

slide down the couch

footage, the woman struggled to

touch it. A gradually terrified expression

on her face.

in a cafe. She watched the surveillance footage

her laptop without expression.

asked, “Miss, would you

her cup. “Thank you, and

mousse cake, please.”

“Sure.”

returned to the laptop screen. With a

she clicked her

cake arrived, it lifted her

savoring it.

the footage, Lara lay on the

on the floor, but

d

into a trap, and if she continued to wait like

something bad would happen.

“Help…”

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showed fear. Receiving no response,

and resentful. She promised to investigate and

whoever was behind this.

this,

in the direction of the living

widened eyes.

the person’s face

already muddled

me.” Louis arrived as planned. As he quietly opened the

approached, he saw Lara in a dress lying on the

him in the eye, now lay on

legs were slightly raised, and she parted her

seemingly saying something.