I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 131

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After taking a sufficient rest, Isabella entered the arena only to find that there

were no motorcycle engines roaring. Instead, she witnessed a heated

argument between Gordon and the security guard at the entrance.

“Sorry, sir. Our venue is booked for another event today.”

“Bullsh*t! Since when can someone else book the entire venue?”

Gordon was furious, uttering profanities and speaking impolitely, seemingly

on the verge of exploding.

Isabella quickly approached him and asked, “What’s going on?”

Upon seeing Isabella, Gordon softened his tone slightly. “They won’t let me in,.

claiming that the venue is booked for something else.”

The security guards noticed Gordon’s change in attitude and realized that

Isabella was the one in charge. They turned towards her and explained, “Miss,

we’re not trying to deceive this gentleman. Someone booked the racetrack

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half an hour ago, and we’ve received instructions from our superiors to clear

the area.”

Isabella furrowed her brows, sensing that something was amiss, but she

couldn’t figure out what it was. Then, she tugged on Gordon’s sleeve,

persuading him, “Forget it. Let’s find another place for a ride.”

“No way.” Gordon was furious. Things hadn’t been going his way since his

encounter with Christopher that morning, and now he was facing another

setback in front of Isabella. It seemed like luck wasn’t on his side today.

“Go and get your manager. I want to book this venue too. I’ll double whatever

they paid!” Gordon exclaimed.

Isabella sighed helplessly. She had no way of dealing with his temper.

The security guards looked at each other before one of them hurriedly

to consult

felt uneasy because someone who could afford to

likely as wealthy as Gordon, if not

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some extra payment, which might even lead to more

situation because she didn’t

for no reason.

a fight?”

we find a quiet road

ride? What’s the point of booking this venue? It’ll

can use the money to treat me to a

tongue, Gordon regretted his impulsive

his words would be too embarrassing.

took the initiative to approach the

“Sorry, but we won’t be booking the place. Please inform

stated to the

the security guards breathed a

slightest hint of disdain.

demeanor of a wealthy second-generation.

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relieved and turned around to pull Gordon along, wanting

leave this troubled place as soon as possible.

to go out, especially for a drive.

definitely be trouble.

so early in the morning, yet everything

as Isabella led him

the helmet to Isabella. “Want to go for

ride?”

motorcycles now and was

the back seat, lost in thought

something,” Gordon urged.

rolled her eyes. “I’m

tires on the road could

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away. It was clear that there wasn’t only one

them.

Gordon angrily threw his helmet as his anger

booked the venue. Then what

people doing here?”

words. She turned her head,

and trying to make out the one

the pack.

car gradually became clear, followed by the license

heard herself cursing at

was Seth’s car!

Alex’s text

who booked the venue