I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 292

Isabella didn’t lie to Seth; she did have a solution, but it was one that Seth found

difficult to accept.

After waiting by the roadside for 20 minutes, Seth began to sweat profusely. Beads of

sweat formed on his forehead, and his face started to darken.

He was on the verge of exploding, but Isabella remained calm. She even took the time

to open a bottle of imported milk and enjoyed the shade under a tree.

Suddenly, Isabella’s eyes lit up. She stood up and waved towards the distance, saying,

“Uncle!”

As Seth followed her gesture, his breath hitched, and his temples throbbed.

Under the scorching sun, a tractor was approaching from afar, leaving a trail of black

smoke and splashing mud. The sight alone made Seth stand up.

Isabella shouted enthusiastically, and the tractor stopped in front of them. The driver

was an old man, probably around 70 years old.

“Girl, are you calling me?”

Isabella approached with a box of milk and claimed they were tourists wanting to visit

the village.

he glanced at

find Mrs. Klinton, aren’t

little different,

Isabella confused.

Seth corrected him lightly, “It’s

caught on and scratched her head with a laugh. She tried to give the old

but he refused.

there.

looking for her, and they all get

Turned away…

look at Seth, who was staring at the tractor with

he showed no intention

was enthusiastic. He got out of the car to help

compartment

get in.

with goods, and Isabella

recent delivery of live chickens.

intuitively knew that Seth would

enough, as the old man was about to finish loading

a determination to die rather

she walked over to Seth and whispered, “We’ve come this far.

really want to go back

turn back now. He had come in

that even if his father and grandfather were

would be the

must have been influenced by Isabella. His mind was not

into

shy. Get in the car!”

292 The Retribution Begins