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.

steps, Seth entered the

released the person on his back. Caught

stumbled. Thankfully, Nicolas was behind

help her regain balance.

his clothes, and his expression showed no

the door. “Arrange for someone

her. Don’t waste time.”

something

vigilant

quickly look away.

it’s just an inconspicuous sales point under the Shaffer Group,

the company’s reputation. Don’t show any courtesy

making his intentions

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muttered curses under her breath.

swearing, Seth seemed to sense something

slightly parted, and she was caught in the act.

mouth froze. Awkwardly tugging at the corner of her lips,

unaware, forcing a

his gaze, hands in his pockets, and walked out

Surprisingly, he

the meeting room door

glass door, observing him walking

in turning back, almost as if the playful antics

with him. At that thought, she licked

she was losing

seat,” Jason

it was unwise to offend

maintained a courteous attitude.

paused, feeling numb and sore in her knees. The thought of

it seemed like her knees refused to bend. Taking it step

made her way to the edge of the table, breaking down the

into various

into

seated, Jason went outside to call

Isabella thought about a plan.

her legs. The audit team and

time passed. She thought about checking around but felt

that right now. So,

pulled out a tissue and wiped the cold sweat from

silently gave