I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 117

Selena anxiously waited for Seth at the hotel, but he never showed up.

Wrapped in just a bathrobe, she sat on the couch, feeling the chill seeping

into her body while resentment surged in her heart.

Throughout her youth, she had crafted an image of herself as a sweet and

obedient girl, receiving protection and adoration both at school and at home.

There was no reason for all of that to lose its value in the man’s eyes.

When she recalled his aloof yet handsome face, she clenched her jaw.

“You’re mine…”

Before she could finish her sentence, someone was frantically knocking on

the door.

As Seth had left the room while angry, Selena subconsciously assumed the

person at the door was him.

Joy filled her heart. It did not matter if he was happy or upset. As long as he

returned, she still stood a chance.

“Mr. Shaffer!” she called out as she opened the door.

Outside the door was a middle-aged man who was incredibly drunk and

squinting at the abrupt appearance of a woman at the doorway.

Out of shock, she instinctively slammed the door shut. She knew that man, for

he was the deputy manager of this hotel. At parties, she had even witnessed

how he would hit on the female secretaries.

However, Selena was not fast enough. The deputy manager swiftly barged

into the room, using his weight to force the door open.

She hurriedly retreated in panic. “Mr. Grant, this is Mr. Shaffer’s room. You

cannot come in.”

The deputy manager had too much to drink, so he did not care whose room

was

within his view. As he looked down, he noticed

slender legs.

have some

stunned, unable to believe that the rumors were

bathrobe tighter around herself, she tried to escape

past him. After all, he

took one step, he forcefully wrapped an arm around

trapped her in an

A

had only yelled twice before a hand

it

was, the

care about logic; he

covering her mouth and his other arm

her further into

kicked hard, but she could not escape her fate of being dragged

all her might, she was exceedingly

face of brute strength.

shut with a loud

“Don’t touch me!”

echoed from

the door looked at

check

The rich have a lot

“True…”

dimly lit

response, his eyes instantly

95%

he aloofly glanced at the woman kneeling

me for five years. You know that I

play hard to get.”

her lips and smiled. “You’ve slept

know my temper.” As she raised her head, the wound on her

while her black eyes shined, and her lips spread

rather pleasant smile. “I truly wanted to quit. It’s not

his lips together and fell silent as he continued

eyes. He turned and picked up the phone from the

call. “Bring it

lowered her head and fidgeted with her

to be good. Her mind swiftly raced as she

herself for all possibilities.

lock his fiery gaze

her. He only looked away

“Come in.”

the doorway, which was now

“invited” her to get

folder by Seth’s hand with more