I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 130

Dressed in a pink knee-length skirt, Selena stepped out of the car in

crystal-high heels. Her sweet, delicate face gave her an innocent

appearance, and she even nodded gently at Jonas.

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Sitting on the motorcycle, Isabella felt her heart skip a beat as she

experienced an indescribable feeling. Selena seemed different, and that sent

a chill down her spine.

Lost in her thoughts, Isabella was interrupted when the bodyguard walked to

the other side of the car and opened the door for the man inside.

“Show off,” Gordon muttered in front of Isabella, revving the motorcycle’s

engine to its maximum sound.

Motorcycles and Bentleys didn’t quite match, but both men were leaders in

their respective fields, creating a visually striking scene.

The car door swung open, revealing Seth’s side profile to everyone. The sun

shone through, casting a golden light onto half his face. His features were

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partially hidden, giving him a noble and arrogant look.

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Meanwhile, Isabella sat on the back seat of the motorcycle with a restricted

view. That changed when the man stepped out of the car in his black leather

shoes, revealing his perfectly handsome face under the sun and causing

restrained squeals from the surrounding women.

She couldn’t help but click her tongue and then poked Gordon’s back. “Didn’t I

tell you not to enter through the south gate?”

Gordon fell silent and realized he had misheard, instantly regretting his

decision.

However, since they had encountered each other, it would be too humiliating

could only force themselves to move

Dunkstein, Seth

Shaffer, it’s an honor to have you

hospitality,” Jonas said, approaching

eagerly.

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His gaze swept coldly around

landing on the lowered

up to him,

go inside. It’s hot out

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in, “Yes, we should head

in there.”

thought, Hurry up and go inside

Otherwise, who will be responsible

and strolled into the venue with one hand in

pocket.

him walk away, Isabella breathed a sigh of relief and silently

chanted, “Thank God.”

the throttle several

back

thoughts.

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patted his shoulder. “What are you doing?!”

tongue. “I was just revving the engine. What’s there to be

afraid of?”

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glanced toward the crowd,

didn’t intend to turn around.

urged Gordon, “Hurry up and

aware of her fear of Seth,

something under his breath, seemingly still

frustration when propping up the motorcycle.

startling her so much that she

fell backward.

opened her mouth, the cold wind rushed inside,

into muffled, indistinguishable

that she didn’t hold onto Gordon but still managed to

entire journey by gripping the back

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the racetrack,

the brakes again.

childish behavior gave Isabella a headache, and she

to get off the motorcycle, feeling

something. I’ve never gotten dizzy

her waist as she made her way

outside the racetrack and took deep breaths.

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