I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 358

As the elevator doors closed, Isabella’s expression instantly dropped. She gazed at her

reflection in the elevator doors, unable to understand her own emotions. The report

was completed; she should be happy, but there was a heaviness in her chest, a

suppressed breath that couldn’t be released. Upon exiting the elevator, she had

originally planned to drive home.

However, Keira called and informed her that she had arranged a dinner with the bidding

party right next to the Shaffer Group’s building. Isabella glanced at the time, realizing it

was almost time for a meal. She put away all the documents and drove to the nearby

mall.

After browsing through the counters for a while, she didn’t find anything she wanted to

buy. Her gaze swept across the crowd and caught sight of two figures.

“What about this one?”

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“It’s quite good.”

“Why do you always say ‘quite good?’ You always say that.”

“Well… it’s actually quite good.”

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Isabella raised an eyebrow, surprised to run into Simon. The person next to him looked

somewhat familiar. She moved closer for a better look and was taken aback. Bloom?

“Mr. Gates?”

her voice and turned

saw him breathe a sigh of relief. “Are

for dinner?” Simon

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Bloom, and said, “I have a client

some time.”

Seeing Simon being friendly with

to Isabella was rather lackluster.

and was about to leave, but

“It’s still early. Your client hasn’t arrived yet, so why don’t

something to eat?”

soon as he finished speaking, Bloom angrily threw a lipstick back onto the

startling the saleswoman.

sort of situation. She wanted

no

didn’t object to Simon’s suggestion.

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choice, Isabella followed them upstairs while sending

and Mandy.

on the top floor

followed, her

bad feeling about this. Sure enough, not long after they sat down,

spotted someone familiar.

“Ariana!”

she hadn’t expected this to

entered one after the other, both dressed in contrasting

a striking

ever the perfect host, suggested to Isabella, “Why

join us?”

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