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.

the small meeting room. Once

he unexpectedly released the person on his back.

Nicolas was behind her, extending a

help her regain balance.

straightened his clothes, and his expression showed no guilt.

stood by the door. “Arrange for someone

her. Don’t waste time.”

trying to read something from Seth’s

gaze, and his vigilant eyes pierced through, prompting

quickly look away.

just an inconspicuous sales point under the Shaffer

company’s reputation. Don’t show any

deliberately emphasized “anyone,” making

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under her breath. When she

swearing, Seth seemed to sense something

was caught in the act. Even

closing her mouth froze. Awkwardly tugging at the

be unaware, forcing a

his

strides. Surprisingly, he didn’t give

the meeting room door

door, observing

almost as if the playful antics from

to do with him. At that thought, she licked

She realized she was losing her

a seat,” Jason reminded her.

was unwise to

maintained a courteous attitude.

feeling numb and sore in her knees. The thought of

seemed like her knees refused to bend.

edge of the table,

into various details. It took some

into

she was seated, Jason went

in the meeting room, Isabella thought about

the pain in her legs. The audit team and even

time passed. She thought about

So,

tissue and

she silently gave herself a pep