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

released the person on his back.

almost stumbled. Thankfully, Nicolas was behind her, extending

help her regain balance.

his clothes, and his expression showed no

at Jason, who stood by the door. “Arrange for someone to

her. Don’t waste time.”

read something from Seth’s

vigilant eyes pierced through, prompting

quickly look away.

inconspicuous sales point under the

Don’t show any courtesy

making his intentions

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muttered curses under her breath. When she

Seth seemed to sense something

Her lips slightly parted, and she was caught in the act.

closing her mouth froze. Awkwardly tugging at the corner of her

to be unaware, forcing

his gaze, hands in his pockets, and walked out

with long strides. Surprisingly, he didn’t give her

the meeting room

glass door, observing him

in turning back, almost as if the playful antics

At that thought, she

She realized she was

a seat,”

Isabella, Jason felt it was unwise

maintained a courteous attitude.

numb and sore in her knees.

knees refused

her way to the edge of

bending her legs into various

settled into

she was seated, Jason went outside

Isabella thought about a plan. She clenched

bear the pain in her legs. The audit team and

She thought about checking around but

right now. So,

tissue and

silently gave herself a pep