I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 223

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9:11 p.m.

Isabella glanced at her watch, feeling frantic inside. Yet, she still had to smile politely at

the man across from her.

She really couldn’t understand this guy. He looked extremely disgusted, yet he insisted

on coming along.

He had the entire shop cleared out, yet he didn’t seem to like the place, and she had to

beg him to come in.

The area outside the shop was filled with bodyguards, taking up the space of the

locals. The once bustling shop instantly became deserted, with only the two of them

staring at each other.

The shop owner was a man who knew how to read the room. He received a large sum

of money from Jordan and had a beaming smile on his face throughout the entire

process, even when Seth frowned and hesitated for a long time before ordering a bowl

Chapter 223 The Emperor Finally Eats

of clear ravioli.

“Bring me one of everything you have in the shop.”

Isabella didn’t hold back. If she was going to spend money, it had to be worth it.

“Sure thing!”

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The more readily the shop owner agreed, the more Isabella sighed inwardly, imagining

the huge sum Jordan must have spent.

Seth crossed his arms and looked at the woman with his chin raised. “Not happy?”

Isabella deepened her fake smile and shrugged. “How could I be? I’m very happy to be

treated to a meal by you.”

Seth replied, “Your smile is very fake.”

Isabella was speechless.

She touched her face, leaned closer to Seth, and spoke in a low voice. “Don’t you like

The Emperor

this place?”

a straight face and snorted coldly. “Which

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and said seriously. “I can

ravioli, too.”

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a glint of light flashing in his eyes. Is

wants to cook for me?

requirements

“Next time

I’ll give you a

the place where Jordan was sitting. “Jordan just

15 thousand,

was lost for

deep breath, the smile on

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d*mn woman only had money

eyes.

planning to take all that money

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tongue. “Look at what you’re saying. You were born

why can’t we strive for a better coffin?”

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didn’t want to talk anymore. If he said a few more words,

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owner’s wife brought up two dishes, loudly announcing the names

of the dishes.

looked at the marinated dried tofu,

up

and

quickly realized that the shop

was a

have to announce it; it’s quite

wife laughed and insisted that she wasn’t tired,

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at Seth’s

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laughtertamenkaking a peek at Seth’s expression, and

into her

straight face, his jawatense.stataring at a grease spot on the

sosodid in his ears with sheer willpower:

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g her song.

laughed out loud, looking at Seth. “Mr. Shaffertes is beingogood-looking also

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shot her a chilling wamainongialance.

isen throat, chuckled twice, and swept her gaze and@eathpspo

sharp eyes.

wippcbittsblean with a napkin, then explained, “Don’t

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