I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 245

Dariel, dressed in white sportswear, stood at the bow of the ship, with the glamorous

Natasha on his left and a young man wearing a duckbill cap on his right.

Isabella felt a pang of panic and called out to Natasha first.

Dariel chuckled. “Little Isabella is becoming more beautiful. What a coincidence that

you’re also out at sea?”

Isabella found him irritating and didn’t want to engage with him, but to her surprise,

Natasha rolled her eyes at him.

“You’re acting foolishly.”

Dariel elenched his teeth, maintaining his expression. He turned his head and pulled

Natasha into his arms, whispering something into her ear that made her frown.

The people in the cabin heard the commotion and came out. There was a large group,

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including Simon, Leonard, Harold, and Caitlin. There were a few others that Isabella had

seen before but didn’t know their names.

Gordon stood beside her, looking displeased. “What’s going on with you guys? Are you

blindly sailing because you have the numbers?”

Everyone exchanged glances, all wearing smiles.

Isabella knew Gordon well. He was like a ticking time bomb, ready to explode at any

moment.

She was about to calm him down when the young man at the bow suddenly spoke up.

“Sorry for the inconvenience, guys. The one who was sailing just now is my sister. She’s

a bit clumsy and might have disrupted your enjoyment.”

of a young

245 Miss Symons’ Divorce

and got a

features were sharp; his eyes were dark and deep.

his lips were red as if he

intentionally

met before,

a minor issue. Gordon is just hot-tempered. Don’t

sweet and diffused the tense atmosphere easily.

to upset her, so he held back the harsh words he was about

it was nothing serious, and

into the

also wanted to go her own way. She had a feeling that

leave. It’s fate that we met. Why don’t you come up

barbecue at

about to turn around when Leonard

else joined in.

who was displeased with Isabella, everyone

and

Isabella, about to decline the invitation, when a

down from above.

on board. It would be a

considering refusing, but Freya had already spoken up.

much

was troublesome, but her

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the girl who had cried her eyes out

breakup yesterday with the eager person in front

“What’s the trouble?”

and, without waiting for Isabella

to lower the

muttered a curse in Isabella’s ear, clearly unhappy.

at his sleeve, her eyes pleading. These people all held special

wasn’t

he was unhappy, he didn’t

these people.

he took Isabella’s hand and stayed close to her

that someone was eyeing Isabella.

know what Gordon was thinking. She carefully climbed up

she reached the edge