I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 49

Isabella moved away so Seth couldn’t see her, and she said, “Thank-”

He snickered before she could finish, causing her to grit her teeth. She felt like

she was slapped, and her dignity was crushed.

The manager was simpering at Seth. He looked like he was welcoming a king

instead of a VIP. That made Isabella more annoyed.

Seth insulted her with a snicker, and he got out of his car. He stopped the

light that was shining into the car, keeping Isabella hidden in the darkness.

The manager saw Selena coming out of the co-driver seat, and he treated

her like a queen. He told the deputy manager to follow her at all times. He

didn’t notice Isabella.

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The door closed and Isabella was still in the car, stiff as a statue. She couldn’t

leave or stay either. However, someone opened the door beside her a

moment later. Nicolas leaned down and stuck his head into the car. “You

should come out of the car, Isabella.”

Isabella clenched her fists as she looked at Nicolas, her face stiff. “C-Can you

take me to the hotel next door?”

Nicolas froze for a moment before a troubled look crossed his face. “This isn’t

a bad hotel. Mr. Shaffer must have reserved a room for you. You should go

and straighten yourself out.”

He kept glancing at her back. It was only then that Isabella realized her back

She thought it was just water, but

I’ll just straighten myself out.

heaved a

So

out of the car.

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his hand out of courtesy. That touched Isabella a

got out of the car. A gust of

it sent a chill down her spine.

head and saw Seth suddenly turning

looked at her and

around coldly.

no idea what that meant, but she mustered

inside with

they had for

said, “There’s everything you need in

lovely night.”

de So

She hung her head low and stood beside

Seth quietly.

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said nothing. He went into his room,

followed.

pretended like he saw nothing. He was still polite with Isabella

room’s right

help. She

into the room

got into the room,

sprained ankle. She gasped and swayed.

Surprised, he asked, “Is your leg hurt,

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her teeth. “A little.”

looked down and saw her swollen ankle. He gasped, but he was also

the moment she

sprained ankle looked

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bed and said, “Sit down, Isabella. I’ll get some salve for that

ankle.”

alright. I’ll just use a hot towel.” She wasn’t

after all. It would be inappropriate to have him work

for