The Woman From Hell
Chapter 2219

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.

Frankly 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 and Theo. "You're pretty good at capturing angles," I said while deleting the photos.

Shannon put her hands 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 Osborn, you're the most considerate out of everyone. Don't call the police."

Everyone's 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 police, then."

Although he was a paparazzo, it was still reasonable to call in the police since he was stalking others and taking photos of them secretly without permission.

I returned the camera to him after deleting the photos. The police nearby then came and took him away shortly after.

Theo walked up to me and touched the wrist that I had bumped from catching the paparazzo just now. "It's turning a little purple. You should be careful." "It's nothing, just a little bump. I'm not made of paper."

Harriet was looking at Theo 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. He had secretly taken photos of you and Theo in front of the elevator. The angles made the photos look suggestive."

I went along with Shannon and

continued, "Yeah, we didn't think he'd

just give up, so we asked Theo to

cooperate with us and pay a visit to the set. We suspected that the paparazzo would definitely show up again."

"What a good plan. Presidents Lane and Collins, you're really intelligent." Harriet's eyes narrowed.

There was no appreciation shown on her face even though she was offering praise.

I looked at her and grinned. "Miss Osborn, you're an artiste. You're probably aware that your every word and deed might get caught in photos. I hope you can improve and not get criticized by others."

The meaning behind my words should be very clear. It was impossible that this woman could not get it.

Harriet's expression changed

slightly, and there was faint

displeasure in her eyes. Still, she

responded positively, "You're right,

President Lane. I'll pay more attention."

"Let's continue with the shoot," the photographer shouted behind us.

"Sorry, I have to get back to work." After saying that, Harriet turned around.

Theo lowered his head and looked at me with a smile. "I didn't expect you to be quite so mean, Madam Grant."

"I learned it from you, President Grant. I still have a long way to go compared to you." I winked at him.

"The show is over. I'll go back to the hotel to pack my things. I'm being chased home, after all."

Hearing the grievance in his tone, I covered my mouth and chuckled. "Hurry up and go home."