I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 103

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Isabella rolled her eyes and cursed Gordon in her heart. “Our place is just a

regular sales point. It’s difficult to find high-end custom models here.” Initially,

she planned to decline him to avoid encountering someone with a mind as

messed up as Lara’s.

“I’m not purchasing any high-end model.” Christopher chuckled. “This vehicle.

is meant to be just a small reward for the employees. I would be able to get a

discount if I buy it from you, right?”

Isabella might have believed it if those words had come out of Mr. Lime’s

mouth as he was connected to Jonas. However, this was Christopher. So, she

simply found his words ridiculous. The Larson Family owned a huge business,

and it was one of the top 100 enterprises in the country. They had to have

long-term partners for employee rewards. Thus, there was no way one of

their members would suddenly approach an unknown downstream

distributor just for a mere discount.

“Well, we have a car exhibition in a couple of days. Why don’t you come and

take a look, Mr. Larson? If you need anything, you can talk to our manager

directly.” She’d rather leave this mess to Jonas. After all, Jonas was

shameless, and he could afford to take a few hits in his life.

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Christopher was intrigued by the exhibition and replied, “I’ll be there on time. I

hope to see you there, Miss Symons.

Isabella maintained a polite demeanor. “I look forward to your visit.”

more words, but

urgent matter and apologized. Thus, Christopher had no

hang up.

work too hard, Mrs.

this,” Alex started teasing as she saw

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glimmering with interest as

comfortable next to Isabella.

sighed. “Not this again. Please spare me from your

you, but your ride is here again.” Alex nodded towards

door.

deliver meals to Seth

She tossed her phone aside and looked

eyebrow when she saw that Isabella was

into doing this

asked, “Do you want this

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long as Mr. Shaffer is willing, I’ll be more than happy

to her feet and let out

hellhole,

snapped her fingers playfully and

you’re rich.”

but laugh,

as she headed

still

they greeted her.

When they arrived at the

the

“Be careful, Miss Symons!”

the footstool beneath her feet. So,

shout a word of warning, she

she was about to

the car door instead.

had fallen to the ground. Judging from the

Isabella sat by the door and

her feet. Her temple throbbed

“Miss Symons?”

were dumbfounded. They quickly exited the

with wide eyes. They were completely at a

raised her head and laughed awkwardly. “What

11.00AM. There’s no time to prepare another meal.”

she was trying to

in resignation and wished she