I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 109

The thick-skinned Isabella shrugged. “Selena guided me well.”

“Alright, she’ll continue teaching you tomorrow.” Seth mercifully looked away

as he picked up his knife and said firmly, “Tomorrow, I wish to see cordon

bleu, sole meuniere, lamb with herb stuffing, and hasselback potatoes.”

Isabella had no words. None whatsoever. Still, she took care to maintain the

standard smile on her face as she took a seat across from Seth. “Mr. Frost,

Selena might not know how to cook those dishes you just mentioned.”

Forget everything else. Just the lamb with herbed stuffing he had mentioned

was a little overboard because it was a dish served at royal dinners.

Seth didn’t even bother lifting his head as he said breezily, “That shouldn’t be

a problem since you’re so talented.”

Isabella was dumbstruck as she started lamenting in her heart, One shouldn’t

do anything against their conscience. Otherwise, retribution will strike at any

time.

“Eat some. You should try a little of your achievement.” Seth’s eyes were filled

with schadenfreude when he noticed that she hadn’t started with her meal.

Unfortunately for Isabella, she was full due to all the rage that was surging

her body. Nevertheless, she picked up her fork and shoveled something in her

mouth despite having no appetite.

The office was incredibly silent. She could only hear the sounds of Seth’s

cutleries lightly touching the plates. The food tasted like ash in her mouth as

she wondered how she could get past the obstacle he had set for her

As she recalled that she had something important tonight, she smiled

bitterly. I don’t even know if I can live until lunchtime tomorrow. Yet, here I am,

lunch menu. Have I lost my

thought, she felt herself getting hungry as she calmly ate

mood before her.

just happened to look up and capture the change in

his pace. Coupled with the way he stared at her, he

exuded a sense of ambiguity

raised her head and noticed him staring at her. As she thought of

was planning, she was momentarily struck by guilt. Although she

she had accidentally exposed herself somehow, she still

“Mr. Frost?”

anything bad

inquisitively.

lowered her head to spit out the bone in

car

I don’t have the time to do anything of the sort.”

she was wearing shades, he couldn’t see the

He frowned

her

Isabella retreated and curled into herself like an agitated

“What are you

just curious how ugly you

didn’t move a muscle. The

on its way to recovery. The swelling had

cuts were scabbing.”

to

not to look.”

more curious he became. Fortunately for her,

picked up his fork and

that he wasn’t going to do anything untoward. So, she

relief and decided to pick up her cutleries in

he turned sideways, grabbed her sunnies,

from her face.

quickly covered her face with her hands, utterly

Frost!”

held the

he

happened.

some horizontal cuts, and there was

corner of her eye. It looked

at the bridge of her nose. Regrettably, he

as she had already hidden her face behind

positioned her palm to cover the top half

him and extended her hand. Then, she snarled angrily, “Give it back

to me!”

another word, and

on with her head lowered. Then, she took

galloping a mile a minute, and beads of sweat broke out