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.”

typical of a young man.

Miss Symons’

a

eyes were dark and

and his lips were red

was intentionally wild and alluring.

met before, in

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

was sweet and diffused the tense atmosphere

upset her, so he held back the

stating that it was nothing

back into the cabin.

wanted to go her own way. She had a

leave. It’s fate that we met. Why don’t you come up for a drink and join us for

at

about to turn around when Leonard suddenly

else joined in.

Caitlin, who was displeased with

and his group would join them.

decline the

floated down from above.

a shame if you guys don’t

frowned, considering refusing, but Freya had already spoken up. “Wouldn’t

too much trouble?”

it was troublesome, but her excitement was evident in her

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speechless. She couldn’t reconcile the girl

with the eager person in front of

“What’s the trouble?”

for Isabella and the others to respond,

to lower the

muttered a curse in

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

and it wasn’t worth provoking them.

he didn’t want to make enemies

these people.

he took Isabella’s hand and stayed

He felt that someone was

was thinking. She carefully

she reached the edge of