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

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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

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this place?”

a straight face and snorted coldly. “Which eye of yours saw that?”

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for a moment, and said seriously. “I can learn to

ravioli, too.”

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a glint of light flashing in his

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need. My requirements

words. “Next time you want to eat

to me. I’ll give you

glanced at the place where Jordan was sitting. “Jordan just

thousand,

lost

the smile

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this d*mn woman only had

eyes.

all that money into your grave?”

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at what you’re saying. You were born

we strive for a better coffin?”

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temple twitched. He didn’t want to talk anymore. If

be pissed off.

up two

of the dishes.

marinated dried tofu, and

up

and

twitching. She quickly realized that the

voice was a

have to announce it; it’s quite tiring. We can eat

laughed and insisted that she wasn’t tired,

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at Seth’s facace.

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at Seth’s expression, and stuffed ad a

into her mouth thithithehehead lowered.

his jawatense.stataring at a grease spot on the table

eyes, resisting the irritating sosodid in his ears with

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at Seth. “Mr. Shaffertes

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speaking, Seth shot her a chilling

throat, chuckled twice, and swept her

sharp

with a napkin, then explained,

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