Leave Me Alone, Mr Shaffer by Diana Tenny

Chapter 114

Selena never expected that her carefully planned surprise would turn into a

joke. The look in Seth’s eyes was filled with disgust. Just as she was about to

explain, Nicolas knocked on the door.

“Mr. Shaffer, Jordan’s on the line.”

Ignoring her, Seth strode toward the door and quickly took the phone from

Nicolas.

Selena felt a chill all over her body. She watched Seth answer the call. His

expression darkened as if he had heard the shocking news.

“Keep an eye on her. I’m on my way over.”

After Seth hung up, he spared no glance at her and directly turned to Nicolas.

“Prepare the car. We’re going to the Prince Hotel.”

“Yes, Mr. Shaffer.”

As Selena saw Seth about to leave, she wanted to follow but suddenly

remembered that she was still in a bathrobe.

“Mr…”

Seth didn’t hear her voice, not even bothering to take his jacket. He left the

room wearing the shirt from the banquet, still reeking of alcohol. When he

heard Jordan’s words, only one person filled Seth’s mind-a woman who

seemed as bold as a lion.

“Mr. Shaffer, Old Mr. Shaffer called just now, asking you to go to the Prince

Hotel immediately.” As soon as Seth got into the car, the driver reminded him.

Seth’s eyes chilled as he settled into the back seat, asking, “Where’s

Grandpa?”

“Old Mr. Shaffer went there in person.”

At this answer, Seth’s expression turned worse, but his words remained calm.

“Step on it.”

“Yes, Mr. Shaffer.”

followed Seth’s order, speeding all the

for 20

it

but the people coming out of

clearly not ordinary individuals.

breath, feeling a foreboding sense

once, she made a call,

staff, effectively destroying the

a while, Natasha called, sounding somewhat anxious. “Bella, what

done? How did you attract the attention

people were afraid and directly told

While packing, she

moment of silence, Natasha commented, “You’re

scared, she could still

her a little shouldn’t be

bit her a little, but she can bite

Isabella finished packing her laptop, she

Natasha. “Don’t worry. I’ve thought of a

won’t die

my foot! Old Mr. Shaffer is at the hotel!” Natasha

a few deep breaths, she said, “Why

for a

up with her bag slung over

the Bluetooth earphones. “No, let

drag you

“Where else

means death.”

a

she headed toward the subway

the hotel, slightly remote. In this

taking the subway were

quite deserted.

to Natasha while

done something bad, she couldn’t help feeling a

been

even more worried. “Bella?”

road. Just as

she heard footsteps approaching from

closer.

eyes with the person behind her. At

felt the presence of someone

The man, wearing sunglasses and dressed in a black