Leave Me Alone, Mr Shaffer by Diana Tenny

Chapter 140

Isabella couldn’t leave gracefully with the support of a cane as Seth, in a

seemingly merciful gesture, had ordered a stretcher for her. Thus, she was

carried out in full view of the public.

The scrutiny along the way was more severe than if they had killed her.

Once in the car, he sat beside her. Both avoided making eye contact, and

their gazes never met.

With a numb expression, she asked in despair, “Mr. Shaffer, can I get out of

the car by myself?”

Seth raised an eyebrow with a subtle curve at the corner, sarcastically

saying, “You don’t want a stretcher? Do you want someone who can support

you to carry you down instead?”

Isabella was speechless.

Just before getting in the car, he had used the excuse of “business secrets” to,

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refuse to let Gordon ride with them. Since Gordon didn’t drive here, he had to

reluctantly hail a cab.

However, Seth’s driver skillfully navigated the route, and after a few turns,

Gordon’s cab had disappeared from view.

Seth got rid of the only person who could help her and was still making

sarcastic remarks.

in Isabella’s heart spewed fire,

to go

Now, the biggest problem

clear herself completely, even

needed to seize

those performance issues; this

thoughts in her mind, the car had

Group’s territory.

familiar underground garage was

stretching endlessly./

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The

secretly let out a sigh of relief.

felt daunting for her now, it used to be where she truly

was no reason to

and someone approached to open

carefully took her

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on her forehead. She glanced at the stretcher,

went to pull the door on her

only to find the door was locked

be opened.

waiting for Gordon?”

speechless, baffled by why he

to keep repeating it? She turned

things for him. Yet, it seemed the man expected

car the next instant, not allowing her

stretcher exchanged glances. One of

Symons, do

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gritted her teeth, forcing

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with one hand on the

Yet when she tried to get off, Seth, standing at the car door,

way. “Mr. Shaffer,

slowly turned around. “You don’t need a

mouth curled up with determination gleaming in

haven’t lost my legs; I can walk,” she

in body, firm in spirit, worthy of praise.” A scornful

making room

anticipating her self-destructive journey.

teeth, ready for the pain. She gradually extended