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.”

to say a few more words, but Isabella

and apologized. Thus,

hang up.

you not to work too hard, Mrs. Shaffer. Otherwise, Mr.

this,” Alex started teasing as

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were glimmering with interest as she

comfortable next to Isabella.

this again. Please spare me

you, but your ride is

door.

to deliver meals to Seth upon

tossed her phone

eyebrow when she saw that Isabella

into doing this

asked, “Do you want

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replied, “As long as Mr. Shaffer is

rose to her feet and

hellhole, I’ll share my experiences with

snapped her fingers playfully and

you’re rich.”

help but laugh, feeling both devastated

purse as she headed out

still a total of two thermoses. There

the way they greeted her. When

comfortably and dozed off. When they arrived

the thermos,

“Be careful, Miss Symons!”

footstool beneath her

shout a word of warning,

she was about to fall flat, she instinctively let go of

and grabbed the car door instead. In that split

had fallen to the ground. Judging from

survive the fall. Isabella sat by the door and

thermoses rolled to her feet. Her temple throbbed

“Miss Symons?”

dumbfounded. They quickly exited the

They were completely at a

her head and laughed awkwardly. “What time

almost 11.00AM. There’s no time

what she was

closed her eyes in resignation