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.”

a few more words,

Thus, Christopher had

hang up.

work too hard, Mrs. Shaffer. Otherwise,

when he sees this,” Alex

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call. Her eyes were glimmering with

comfortable next to Isabella.

Please spare me from your

your ride is here again.” Alex

door.

still had to deliver meals

tossed her phone aside

an eyebrow when she saw that Isabella was

doing this

asked, “Do you want this

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“As long as Mr. Shaffer is willing, I’ll

she rose to her feet and let out

return from this hellhole, I’ll share my experiences with

her fingers playfully and winked. “Don’t forget about

you’re rich.”

laugh, feeling both

headed out of the

still a total of two thermoses.

way they greeted her. When

off. When they

while carrying the thermos, feeling rather

“Be careful, Miss Symons!”

overlooked the footstool beneath her feet. So, by

a word

she was about to fall flat,

instead. In that split

had fallen to the ground. Judging from the

Isabella sat

ruined thermoses rolled to her feet.

“Miss Symons?”

were dumbfounded. They quickly

the door with wide eyes. They were completely

and laughed awkwardly. “What time is it

no time to prepare another meal.”

she was trying to

resignation and wished she