I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

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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

sat next to her and said, “Seth

know about this.”

care whether Seth knew or not. What

been giving him the cold shoulder for several

out of nowhere, she felt the urge

events, it felt like a game of

you ever get the chance, don’t let Dariel off the hook,”

as if Dariel was right in front of her.

need you to tell me that.

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finished speaking, there was a knock at the door. Isabella

and went to open the door. Then came Freya peeking

and a masquerade later. Bella, why don’t you take a shower and join us?”

and instinctively looked for

replied, “I heard Mr. Shaffer woke up. It

upstairs to eat.”

shocked. “That fast?”

choked on water. The doctor said

voice floated out from

his own life.”

then said to Freya, “We’ll head up

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mood was off and hummed without sticking

door, Isabella cursed under

“No need to get angry with

up

nodded sullenly. “I need

up first and wait for you.” Natasha left the

in the room, her mind in turmoil as she prepared her bath items.

when she entered the bathroom, luckily only landing

finally left the room. It was

constantly looking around, afraid of running into

area, spacious and decorated in a

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lamps everywhere. It was only 4 p.m.,

the nightlife. Isabella wanted to find Natasha, but she

anywhere.

looking for Seth?” The clear voice of a young man

her spine, turned around, and unmistakably met

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