I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 173

After Isabella replied with that emoticon, the other party no longer responded

to her. She hadn’t received anything even by the time she got home. Gordon

parked the car once they arrived at Isabella’s, but he didn’t notice how she

seemed to be engrossed in her phone. He kept the car doors locked as he

remained in his seat with a frown on his face.

Isabella looked up and put her phone away when she realized that they had

arrived at her place. “Thank you for driving me back,” she said. Out of

nowhere, Gordon said, “Leonard is interested in you.” Isabella froze for a

moment before looking at the serious expression on Gordon’s face. After a

while, she burst out laughing. “How is it possible that everyone seems to be

interested in me?”

Gordon scoffed. “Don’t you know how attractive you are?”

Isabella shrugged as she held up the jellyfish container and swayed it under

the dim street lights. “I can tell when men are attracted to my looks, but I

never take them too seriously,” she replied. Gordon pressed his lips together.

It seemed like Isabella was referring to Leonard, but he felt like she might also

ex

be referring to him.

Isabella didn’t care what Gordon thought-she simply knocked on the car

door while speaking. “Open up.” Gordon unlocked the doors with a gloomy

look on his face. Once Isabella got out of the car, she leaned down and

car once more. “Thank

before wiping the gloomy look off his face. “I’ll come over

up tomorrow,” he said, leaning closer to the

family’s going to be busy tomorrow. You don’t have

just send me an invitation, and I’ll

bad asking so

busy? Do you think those people are worth my time?” Gordon

steering wheel as he prepared to drive off. “You can go inside.

said stubbornly. Isabella had no choice but to

up and take a step back. After winding

Isabella watched as his car disappeared down the

Isabella turned around and walked into her house,

with Leonard. The two emoticons in the chat

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they were having a staring contest, but it also

clueless individuals looking

Leonard’s just another weirdo. She pursed

eventually put her phone away before heading

the other end, Seth found himself stuck after receiving

he didn’t know how to flirt through text-he had only managed

her standards

lucky in the past. However, things were tougher for him now

had become more observant and adaptable

rest of

the vibration of the

look at Dariel and mouthed, “What’s happening?” Dariel

that Seth was really bad at

at all. He thought

to do? That’s my phone, and…

men had some drinks, and Leonard,

drunk, was the designated driver. They had

no intention of

The rest of the men waited for the phone to

than in their own love

cleared his throat and turned

need their beauty sleep, so Isabella might have