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.

her legs weakened,

She gazed at the glass

regaining focus. Panic set in as she

wrong, and the sweet fragrance in

unease.

frantically searching for her

weakness, the phone slipped from her

it but discovered she couldn’t stand,

her to slide

to reach her phone,

tried, she couldn’t touch it. A gradually

on her face.

Isabella sat in a cafe. She

her laptop without expression.

approached and asked, “Miss,

handed over her cup. “Thank you, and

mousse cake, please.”

“Sure.”

returned to the laptop screen.

she clicked her

her spirits. She delicately scooped up a

savoring it.

lay on the couch, almost losing

phone on the floor, but her eyes couldn’t

d

trap, and if she continued to wait

something bad would happen.

“Help…”

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fear. Receiving no response,

and resentful. She promised to investigate and

whoever was behind this.

Lara thought about this, the

she stared in the direction of the living

widened eyes.

to see the person’s face clearly. However,

had already muddled

arrived as planned. As he quietly opened

Lara in a

avoided looking him in

legs were slightly raised, and she

seemingly saying something.