I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 102

Once Isabella arrived home, she stood by the doorway and took several

deep breaths to calm her emotions. Her hands trembled as she opened the

door. As she sat on the couch, her mind remained fuzzy. Frankly, she could

barely recall how she had managed everything just moments ago.

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Louis would surely send someone to investigate the truth behind the incident.

So, now, all she had to do was wait for the result.

Suddenly, her phone rang, startling Isabella out of her thoughts. She jolted

and returned to her senses. Then, she realized it was just her mother.

“Hey, Mom.” She did her best to steady her emotions while conversing with

Vietoria.

Victoria sounded anxious as she stammered, “W-Were you hit by a car,

Isabella?”

Isabella cursed inwardly upon hearing her words. She couldn’t believe that

she would have forgotten that Victoria could watch the news from the

recuperation center. Then, she smiled and said casually, “It’s nothing, Mom.

It’s just a small accident. I’m not suffering from any injuries.”.

“Is it revenge from your enemies?” Alas, Victoria had always been sensitive

and continued to press on the matter, saying, “Your boss has such a big

business. Working with him might easily offend others.”

Isabella sighed and comforted her repeatedly, murmuring gently, “It isn’t. It’s

just a group of kids. They’re still children.”

“What on Earth are their parents doing?!” Victoria became increasingly

Chapter 102 A New Challenge Everyday

kept repeating the

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was off as she heard her mother

concerned about Victoria’s health,

visit you at Bleaktown once I’ve wrapped

okay? Don’t

as she calmed down.

about to arrive. I’ll have them prepare some

food for you.”

talk about her work and life,

Victoria feel that her life was

“Are you

stunned. Then, she smiled and replied, “No.

tell you about

young, isn’t he?

inexplicable,

probing.

uneasy. “People like them

live a completely different life than us. Although

we have no interaction outside of work. We

of people.”

sigh of relief after listening to her answer. Then,

Be good, and don’t get involved with

your future. Do

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that someone had said

anything, especially not over the

visit Bleaktown soon to figure out

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Isabella’s assurance,

up. An exhausted Isabella tossed

onto the

to relax when

definitely something odd in

to return to her room. Thus, she

couch. During her trance-like state, an

in her mind. She couldn’t help but smile before

early morning, the sunlight shone

irritating sunlight with her hand before

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her eyes.

She was running

wearily as she dragged herself to the bathroom. When

her phone, she found a strange

If this goes well,