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

against Louis. There was also the matter

wanted to outsmart Louis. Plus, she also

was rather morally problematic.

Damn it!

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and very,

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eyes, and the pain only

help but

in order to vent some of her frustrations.

a quick break, shielding her head from the bright lights with

as she rested her head against the cool,

morning sunlight streaming into the cafe

the Grim Reaper was chasing

ahead even after overcoming this

challenge.

who is a

while squinting her eyes,

universes and endless possibilities.

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to reality, smiled apologetically at the

two slices

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had a magical way of making one feel happier.

improved by a

bearings, she calmly dragged her luggage

and only entered when she was

no one was

why did you return so

by covering her mouth.

couldn’t be bothered with the likes of her and dragged her luggage

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office before pouring herself a cup of

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her reaction and continued to follow

annoying pest. Even a fool could tell that

gained during this trip, and Isabella

stop herself from curling her lips into

Couldn’t he just focus on seducing only

to take matters into her own hands..

trip is indeed a good thing.

about your performance for

remarks when she

while sporting that sweet

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sip of her coffee as she passed by

“Isn’t every trip a good trip

willing to sell?”

proof with her own two eyes far too many

driven the client’s sports car directly to work at

just Jonas entangled

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be so straightforward. A hint of anger

face. Her eyes widened, and her

only made her look

do nothing more than scream at Isabella for

also didn’t dare to do such a thing.

and completely ignored

contracts and reported

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credit

was tedious, and it kept her busy

vibrating before she could take a

another anonymous message.

me. That’s not very nice of you.’

was only a few words,