All Chapters of Scandal With My Beloved Chef: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

*Radella*Louis' bodyguards had started to act out of bounds. For reasons of my safety, he brought the police with him to look for me. I can no longer leave secretly if it's like that. Not only at the office, but at home I am also always monitored. All the guards went around the house to the bottom of my balcony window. Do they think my lover will— Oh my God, my cell phone, don't let him find the contents of the messages between Keaton and me. "Naomi, please call Keaton to my room, I have business with him," I said on the phone to her. "Okay, Madam right away."I have to come up with a new strategy so that he is safe. I don't want him to be the target of Louis' anger. I never knew about him because I never interacted with him like yesterday. Seeing him angry when I was on the news and liked by many people, gave me goosebumps. Especially if he finds out that I have made love with a chef who doesn't have a higher social status than him. I can't imagine that. Keaton came into my room

*Radella* I feel like my body is not healthy. Maybe I have a fever and my stomach also feels nauseous. My head is dizzy. Keaton kept calling me many times but I didn't pick up. Maybe he waited for me in the room for a long time until he dared to come to my room. "What's wrong with you?" he asked as he came in and walked up to me. I didn't have the courage to chase him away. He seemed worried watching me. "You're sick, your face is pale," he said. I nodded, "I don't feel well, maybe because this project lasts until evening and I'm exposed to the night wind every day," I answered while massaging the back of my neck, which felt uncomfortable.He was still standing at the table, watching me. "Maybe you shouldn't come to the hotel now and rest at home. Pick up my phone one more time, baby," he complained. He walked over to me, took my hand, kissed me, and knelt in front of me. "Sorry, maybe you're tired because we keep doing that. You should refuse if you can't," he said.So far, I've

*RADELLA*"5 years, Louis, 5 years, is not a short time—" while sobbing, looking at him scared. My face and lips felt sore and hot. I stammered my words while sobbing because I was annoyed. He forgot what he had done, which was worse than what I had done. "5 years but you—" "You ignore me! You think I don't have feelings, huh? You touch me but all you remember is that bitch! You embarrass me with hundreds of gossips out there over the years!" I gulped and took a breath, and he released his grip on my hair. "You know, everyone thinks I'm a stupid woman who is crazy about power and wealth because I keep quiet about the news of my husband's scandal circulating out there. There isn't a single woman who is capable of being in my current position. If there is one, she just wants wealth! You, I think, I'm a stone who has no feelings," I said, pausing again, letting out my complaint. His eye muscles were still tense, watching me without blinking. I don't know what's going on in his mind.A

*LOUIS*I'm really annoyed! I thought by bringing me here, she already had a duplicate key, but apparently not at all. No matter how much you cover up your boss's mistakes, Naomi. I will do everything I can to find out what she did wrong. After several minutes of waiting, the door opened forcibly. There's no other way to open it properly because I don't like waiting long. Upon entering this room, what I saw was very different from the other rooms. Not the standard hotel room in general. This is more precisely a small house inside the hotel building."'Is CCTV installed in this room" I asked the equipment manager. He is responsible for the building construction. He should know everything without exception. "No, sir, we never entered this room.""How can you never go into this room? Then who is responsible for making this room," I said, walking to check all parts of this room, and in the bathroom. There were two bathrobes hanging there. I'm sure that's what they use.Two scattered hote

*Louis* "But, sir, we still want to ask," argued a woman who stood up and walked over to us. They are like fish on bait, always charging if they are not full. "Sorry, that's all for now, thank you," I said with a smile. I pulled Ella's hand so she stood up. I don't want her to be asked strange questions and not be able to answer them. "Can I ask for your photo for the cover of our magazine? Your wife's pregnancy will be hot news this week," said another person. I really want to tell the world about my wife's pregnancy. No matter whose child she carries, I will claim it as mine! I grabbed Ella's hips possessively and whispered, "Smile or I'll kiss you." She had to be threatened. She was shaking, her hands were sweaty, she was nervous next to me. Is this what she wants, to be treated gently? My face was close to hers and one hand was holding her stomach. She held her breath and was very nervous. This is the right time to make her bend her knees to me. I like women like this,