I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 140

Isabella couldn’t leave gracefully with the support of a cane as Seth, in a

seemingly merciful gesture, had ordered a stretcher for her. Thus, she was

carried out in full view of the public.

The scrutiny along the way was more severe than if they had killed her.

Once in the car, he sat beside her. Both avoided making eye contact, and

their gazes never met.

With a numb expression, she asked in despair, “Mr. Shaffer, can I get out of

the car by myself?”

Seth raised an eyebrow with a subtle curve at the corner, sarcastically

saying, “You don’t want a stretcher? Do you want someone who can support

you to carry you down instead?”

Isabella was speechless.

Just before getting in the car, he had used the excuse of “business secrets” to,

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refuse to let Gordon ride with them. Since Gordon didn’t drive here, he had to

reluctantly hail a cab.

However, Seth’s driver skillfully navigated the route, and after a few turns,

Gordon’s cab had disappeared from view.

Seth got rid of the only person who could help her and was still making

sarcastic remarks.

The little devil in Isabella’s heart spewed fire, but her face maintained a

go in on

of embarrassment. Now, the biggest problem

She had to clear herself completely, even if it meant admitting

needed to seize the

and those performance issues; this was

car had already

Group’s territory.

underground garage was spacious, with

stretching endlessly./

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let out a sigh of relief. Even

for her now, it used to be where she truly excelled.

no reason

to a stop, and someone approached

took her

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her forehead. She glanced at the stretcher, avoided eye

door on her side, attempting to walk

by herself. She tried twice, only to find the door was locked

be opened.

waiting for Gordon?”

why he

need to keep repeating it? She turned

it seemed the man

exited the car the next

the stretcher exchanged glances. One of

enough, asked, “Miss Symons, do

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forcing a

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one hand on the seat, slowly moving

tried to get off, Seth, standing at the car door, blocked

way. “Mr. Shaffer,

slowly turned around. “You don’t need

mouth curled up with determination

I can walk,” she

spirit, worthy of praise.” A

his face. He stepped aside, making room for the woman before him,

self-destructive journey.

for the pain. She gradually extended her leg,

the ground. Not sensing any pain, she figured a