I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 427

Seth hummed lightly, acknowledging her cunning nature and her unwillingness to

tolerate any loss.

Deliberately ignoring her, he waited for Isabella’s reaction.

Isabella had been speaking casually, but now she was extremely nervous.

The upstairs area was much larger than the downstairs, resembling more of a mini

cocktail party than a small gathering.

Retired individuals with significant past roles how sought an outlet for their remaining

energy at the shooting range. They sat on the second floor, drinking and casually

commenting on the performances at the range.

As soon as Seth appeared, he instantly became the center of attention.

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Strictly speaking, he was indeed a third-generation military man and many individuals i

the field had witnessed his growth.

No one was intentionally causing trouble for him, but there were numerous attempts to

get him to drink.

“Seth, you’re heartless. It’s been so long since you’ve come to visit us.

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“Is this your wife?”

“Which family does she belong to?”

A group of straightforward old men, their temperament was just like that of Spencer,

each one more imposing than the last..

Isabella had no choice but to draw attention to herself.

me toast to all the

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shots of liquor

was shocked, and all attention

Isabella was in

another.

weakness and

some of the

verge of sighing in relief, a sudden

hand slid down Seth’s arm, unintentionally brushing against

hand.

went from about to release her grip

was

a sticky

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Is this… blood?

drunkenness disappeared instantly.

Seth, she noticed that his

engaged in a conversation

A

broke out on Isabella’s back, and she subconsciously looked at the floor.

were two drops of

an instant, her mind

a clatter, the glass in her hand fell to the ground, conveniently covering the

drops of blood.

attention turned toward

quickly covered her hand with an embarrassed expression, saying, “I’m sorry,

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my hand.”

looking worried, “What’s

was, indeed, blood on her finger. “It

chip, and I got

is delicate. Seth, quickly take her to get it treated,” George

and

hand tightly. Upon sensing the

into her throat.

hall did she

restroom, Isabella disregarded

a small cubicle in

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door closed, she let out a heavy sigh of