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

the matter that it would be

wanted to outsmart Louis. Plus, she

it was rather morally

Damn it!

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was in such a dilemma and very,

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behind her eyes, and the

it. Eventually, she couldn’t help but mutter curses under

vent some of her frustrations.

head from the bright lights with her arms.

her eyes as she rested her head

sunlight streaming into the cafe reminded Isabella that

as if the Grim Reaper was chasing her, as if

would be endless difficulties ahead even after

challenge.

a military general and a father

grumbled while squinting her eyes,

universes and endless possibilities.

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snapped back to reality, smiled

two slices of

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had a magical way of making one feel happier.

improved by

she calmly dragged her luggage

remained vigilant and

no one

so early?” Abigail exclaimed

by covering her mouth.

with the likes of her and dragged her

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a cup of strong, black

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reaction and

pest. Even a fool could tell that she was subtly trying to

what Isabella had gained during this trip, and

curling her

he just focus on seducing only Abigail? Instead, he

her to take

trip is indeed a good thing. You won’t have

performance for a month.”

sarcastic remarks when she saw Isabella was

all the while sporting that sweet smile

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took a sip of her coffee as

blunt remark. “Isn’t every trip a good trip to you as long

willing to

her own two eyes far too

the client’s sports car directly to work

that she had more than just

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Isabella to be so straightforward. A hint of anger

and her blown pupils,

her look like an

than scream at

also didn’t dare to do such

and completely ignored Abigail’s fury. She neatly

business trip contracts and reported everything.

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the credit to

it

before she could take a

was yet another anonymous message.

That’s not very nice of

few words,