The old lady glanced at them with an unhappy expression.
"You think I'm a prisoner? Can't I have any freedom? I just came out to take a picture. Do you have to do this?"
The middle-aged frowned when he heard the words, "If you want to see Louis, I can ask him to come to the hotel directly. Why do you have to come here to see him? You even took photos of him without his knowing? If people know that Mrs. Ethanbez actually did such a thing, you will lose face!"
Mrs. Ethanbez was a little angry.
"What did I do? I didn't break the law! Why will I lose face? What's more, if you ask him to come here, it will be meaningless to adore him, and I can't be his qualified fan!"
She snorted coldly, "Forget it! I don't bother to talk to you. You don't understand me, and you're as dim as your b*stard dad."
The middle-aged man's face darkened a little, "If dad knows that you came out to see Louis, he will give you a lesson."