I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 250 What Good Will My Death Do?

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Isabella stood by the door, listening to the conversation, her hands unconsciously

clenched. She wanted to rush in and curse, but considering the consequences, she

realized that rushing in would only embarrass herself.

Dariel and Corey were simply mocking her. Even if she exposed them on the spot, they

would only think she was angry out of embarrassment and dismiss her with a few

teasing words.

She took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and quietly tiptoed downstairs again. As

she turned the corner, she bumped into Natasha.

“What’s wrong?” she inquired.

Isabella didn’t change her expression, pulled her friend back into the room, and shared

what she had overheard.

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Chapter 250 What Good Will My Death Do?

“Oh my goodness! Those idiots were playing with their lives!”

Isabella poured a glass of water, took a big gulp, and leaned against the edge of the

Natasha sat next to her and said, “Seth probably

know about this.”

didn’t care whether Seth knew or not.

been giving him the

urge to rush out and

events, it felt like a game of cat

chance, don’t let Dariel off the hook,” she

teeth as if Dariel was right in

don’t need you to tell me that. I want to strangle him!”

What Good Will My Death

she finished speaking, there was a knock

went to open the door. Then came Freya peeking in.

a masquerade later. Bella, why don’t you

in no mood for fun and instinctively looked for an excuse to

woke up. It doesn’t seem too serious. He even

upstairs to eat.”

was shocked. “That fast?”

“It seems he just choked on water. The doctor said it’s not

Natasha’s voice floated

his own life.”

head up after we shower. You go

What Good Will My Death

sensed her mood was off

cursed under her breath. Natasha stretched

her shoulder. “No need to get angry with those idiots. It’s nice that

something up

nodded sullenly. “I need to take a shower.”

first and wait for you.” Natasha

room, her mind in turmoil as she prepared her

fell when she entered the bathroom, luckily only landing on

left the room. It was already close

around, afraid of running

the banquet area, spacious and decorated in a European style,

Will

everywhere. It was

the nightlife. Isabella wanted to find Natasha, but she couldn’t see her

anywhere.

clear voice of a young man came from behind

down her spine, turned around, and unmistakably met