I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 61

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That evening, Isabella packed her bags and returned to Imperia. Despite

Jonas’ repeated attempts to persuade her to stay, she used the excuse that

“a long delay could cause complications” to fend off his requests. Jonas had

been harboring suspicions in his heart that a rival had to have something to

do with this. So, he stopped bugging her after considering his circumstances.

She hadn’t rested well for two whole days. As a result, she fell into a deep

slumber, completely relaxed because Jonas, the sleazeball, wasn’t

accompanying her this time. She was roused from her sleep due to the

announcement that the plane had landed.

At 3.00AM, she hailed a cab in order to go home. Nonetheless, she remained

cautious throughout the journey.

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Exhaustion had crept and made itself in her bones as she stumbled out of

the car. Then, she dragged her luggage behind her as she ambled toward

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her home.

Suddenly, she looked up and noticed that the lights were on. She almost

thought she was mistaken or perhaps seeing hallucinations. Yet, she counted

the floors and stared at the building in bewilderment for a few seconds

before realizing it was indeed from her floor.

However, she was the sole occupant of that floor. So, the lights shouldn’t have

been on at all.

Isabella became guarded as she immediately spun on her heel. Then, she

pulled her luggage along to the cafe across the street as a precaution.

Finally, she started to observe the people coming and going.

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As it was almost dawn, people began to emerge from the building where she

lived-a total of six unfamiliar faces met her eyes. Regardless, none of that

mattered, as she could recall seeing the man leading them. That man was

Louis’ bodyguard.

Her heart sank as she started to connect the dots. She couldn’t help but

tighten her grip on the handle of her suitcase while swiftly weighing her

options.

The “Get out of Jail Free” card she had acquired from Seth was far too

precious. Therefore, she could feel herself grimacing as she thought of using

matter that it

to outsmart Louis. Plus, she

rather morally

Damn it!

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a dilemma and very, very tired. Naturally, a headache

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behind her eyes, and the pain only intensified the longer

help but mutter curses under her

her frustrations. She had no

from the bright lights with

rested her head against the cool, wooden table.

sunlight streaming into the

if the Grim Reaper was chasing her,

be endless difficulties ahead even after overcoming

challenge.

a grandfather who is a military general

squinting her eyes, daydreaming about

universes and

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smiled apologetically at the waiter,

slices of cake.

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magical way of making one

improved by

she had gained her bearings, she

and

one was

did you return so early?” Abigail exclaimed while

covering her

with the likes of her

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office before pouring herself a cup of strong, black coffee.

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her reaction and continued to follow

a fool could tell that she was subtly

during this trip, and Isabella

her

he just focus on

to take

indeed a good thing. You

worry about your performance for a

couldn’t resist making sarcastic remarks when she saw Isabella

all the while sporting that sweet smile

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a sip of her coffee

“Isn’t every trip a good trip to you as

willing to

own two eyes far too many times.

to work at some point.

had more than just Jonas

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straightforward. A hint of anger

eyes widened, and her blown pupils, due to

wearing, only made her look like an alien. It was clear

wanted to do nothing more than scream at

to do such a thing.

left leisurely and completely ignored Abigail’s fury. She neatly

business trip contracts and

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credit to Jonas.

it kept her busy

her phone started vibrating before she could take a break.

yet another

That’s not very nice

it was only a few words,