Leave Me Alone, Mr Shaffer by Diana Tenny

Chapter 142

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Seth carried Isabella to the fourteenth floor. When the elevator doors opened,

the people waiting outside were completely surprised, unable to offer any

greetings.

Isabella was piggybacked on Seth’s back. She intentionally lowered her head,

her hair draping down to hide her face.

Despite carrying her, Seth maintained an upright posture, exuding a terrifying

presence with just a single glance. He said, “Don’t you people have anything

better to do?”

The stunned crowd quickly regained awareness. In an instant, people

scattered in all directions, chaos erupting once again. They forgot their

intended destinations, colliding with each other.

Seth observed the chaotic scene with annoyance. He was about to scold the

supervisor when he suddenly felt pressure on his neck. Isabella, without

realizing it, tightened her grip around his neck. Their skin briefly made

contact, and she swiftly withdrew her hand, reacting sensitively.

He thought she was overreacting, considering they had already been more

intimate. A slight touch like this shouldn’t matter much. With that in mind, he

tilted his head backward, pressing against her arm.

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Isabella leaned in, and with the sudden movement, Seth’s hair lightly brushed

against her cheek, feeling soft and ticklish. It sent a shiver down her spine,

and goosebumps appeared on her arm.

the small meeting

the person on his back. Caught off

Nicolas was behind her,

her regain balance.

clothes, and his expression showed no guilt. He looked

who stood by the

waste time.”

trying to read something from Seth’s face. Suddenly, Seth

gaze, and his vigilant eyes pierced through, prompting Jason to

quickly look away.

inconspicuous sales point

show any courtesy

emphasized “anyone,” making his

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standing nearby, muttered curses under her breath.

swearing, Seth seemed to sense something and swiftly turned

lips slightly parted, and she was caught in the

closing her mouth froze. Awkwardly tugging at the corner of her lips, she

be unaware, forcing a

in his pockets, and walked out of the meeting

he didn’t give her any attention.

click, the meeting room

the glass door, observing him walking away.

turning back, almost as if the playful antics from earlier

At that thought, she

was losing her composure.

a seat,” Jason reminded her. Despite

was

a courteous attitude.

her

seemed like her knees refused to bend. Taking

to the edge of the table, breaking down

legs into various details. It took

into

seated, Jason went outside to

the meeting room, Isabella thought about a plan. She clenched

pain in her legs. The

thought about checking around but felt

to do that right now. So, she decided not

pulled out a tissue and wiped the cold sweat from

she silently gave herself a