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.”

was puzzled, he followed Seth’s order, speeding all

hotel entrance for 20 minutes. As she

arrived, and it immediately caught

people coming out of them

clearly not ordinary individuals.

her breath, feeling a foreboding sense that she might

call,

effectively destroying the

sounding somewhat

How did you attract the attention

that those people were

While packing,

Natasha commented, “You’re truly a

she could

little shouldn’t be

little, but she

finished packing her laptop, she swiftly stood up and

worry.

die for

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

few deep breaths, she said, “Why

hide for a

Isabella stood up with her bag

earphones. “No, let

you

was extremely anxious. “Where else can you go? Going home

means death.”

wanted to hail a cab

she headed

was behind the hotel, slightly remote. In this

subway were rare, making the station’s

quite deserted.

talking to Natasha while scanning her

bad, she couldn’t help feeling a bit

noticed that Isabella had been silent

even more worried. “Bella?”

road. Just as she was

approaching from

closer.

eyes with the person behind her. At

the presence of someone else behind

man, wearing sunglasses and dressed in a black