I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 142

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Seth carried Isabella to the fourteenth floor. When the elevator doors opened,

the people waiting outside were completely surprised, unable to offer any

greetings.

Isabella was piggybacked on Seth’s back. She intentionally lowered her head,

her hair draping down to hide her face.

Despite carrying her, Seth maintained an upright posture, exuding a terrifying

presence with just a single glance. He said, “Don’t you people have anything

better to do?”

The stunned crowd quickly regained awareness. In an instant, people

scattered in all directions, chaos erupting once again. They forgot their

intended destinations, colliding with each other.

Seth observed the chaotic scene with annoyance. He was about to scold the

supervisor when he suddenly felt pressure on his neck. Isabella, without

realizing it, tightened her grip around his neck. Their skin briefly made

contact, and she swiftly withdrew her hand, reacting sensitively.

He thought she was overreacting, considering they had already been more

intimate. A slight touch like this shouldn’t matter much. With that in mind, he

tilted his head backward, pressing against her arm.

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Isabella leaned in, and with the sudden movement, Seth’s hair lightly brushed

against her cheek, feeling soft and ticklish. It sent a shiver down her spine,

and goosebumps appeared on her arm.

entered the small meeting

he unexpectedly released the person on

was behind her, extending a

help her regain balance.

his clothes, and his expression showed no

Jason, who stood by the door. “Arrange

her. Don’t waste time.”

hesitated, trying to read something from Seth’s face. Suddenly,

gaze, and his vigilant

quickly look away.

it’s just an inconspicuous sales point under

reputation. Don’t show any courtesy to

deliberately emphasized “anyone,” making his intentions

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standing nearby, muttered curses under her breath.

Seth seemed to sense something and swiftly turned

was caught in the act.

froze. Awkwardly tugging

to be unaware,

gaze, hands in his pockets, and

strides. Surprisingly, he didn’t give her

a click, the meeting

the glass door, observing

turning back, almost as if the playful antics

to do with him. At that thought, she licked

realized she was losing

seat,” Jason reminded her.

felt it was unwise to

maintained a courteous attitude.

in her knees. The thought

her, but it seemed like her knees refused to

way to the edge of the table,

bending her legs into various details. It

settled into

she was seated, Jason went

Isabella thought about a plan. She clenched

in her legs. The audit team and even Jason

passed. She thought about checking around but

now. So, she decided

pulled out a tissue and wiped the cold

she silently gave herself