I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 111

After leaving the Shaffer Group, Isabella returned to her company and took

advantage of the opportunity to check Abigail’s computer. When she

confirmed that there were no issues, she waited for the end of the workday.

Then, Isabella arranged to meet Lara at 6.00PM in Room 801 of the Prince

Hotel’s Presidential Suite. Isabella anticipated that Louis would probably

arrive around 6.30PM.

Natasha knew that Isabella had a plan. Although she didn’t pry too much,

Natasha inquired if there was anything Isabella needed.

Isabella just happened to need a helper, so she said without hesitation,

“Natasha, at 6.40PM tonight, in Room 801 of the Prince Hotel’s Presidential

Suite, there will be a major entertainment industry scandal. I need you to

inform the media.”

After hearing that, Natasha chuckled. “No problem. Just wait for it.”

With everything meticulously arranged, Isabella couldn’t resist a triumphant

snap of her fingers.

“Everybody’s hustling to get ready for the car exhibition, but it looks like some

folks are just taking it easy.” Abigail sarcastically commented when she

spotted Isabella casually sitting at her desk.

As Isabella took a sip of her coffee, her eyes locked on Abigail. Isabella even

audaciously traced the contours of her chest. “Some of us are just naturally.

chill. Unlike you, who must be… running around all over the place, huh?” Her

direct, and her words were to the point.

couldn’t help but laugh, and the looks everyone gave

rather

her network for

and shameless

be the Virgin Mary anyway. Unlike

settled the score with Abigail

that Abigail couldn’t resist provoking

of course. You put a

holding her coffee cup.

that she had once

instinctively protected her face, glaring at

ignored her. Holding her coffee cup,

to the pantry.

to tonight and

a little troublemaker.

approaching the end of the

people during her five years at

her hands were far from clean.

her. One small mistake,

herself.

her hand, she anxiously watched the time tick away. Finally,

the end of the

disperse, she left

Jonas, she didn’t even greet him, leaving him

people sent Isabella an account, telling her

surveillance of

the Prince Hotel. She sat

Room 801, closely monitoring the situation inside.

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with Seth. She

emotions. Now, she finally

but her eyes

sat in the back seat, observing her eyes

give you another ten days. Adapt as

her eyes. She

she just tightly

tense, and the driver didn’t

too loud.