Leave Me Alone, Mr Shaffer by Diana Tenny

Chapter 150

Silence enveloped the car, and the atmosphere grew heavy. Isabella

moistened her lips. Her voice emerged, husky from her parched throat. “No.”

Seth anticipated her response. He warmed up slightly, and he brushed his

fingers across the steering wheel. “I observed your performance throughout

the entire time you were in the conference room.”

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Isabella felt a tremor in her soul. She tried to recall everything she had said

that afternoon. All the things she had said just to spite Angelina now became

her own punishment, biting her in the rear.

“I had no idea you were so… ambitious,” Seth continued mercilessly.

Isabella closed her eyes and opened her mouth, but she couldn’t utter a

word. She didn’t even need to watch the surveillance footage to know that

she had put on a perfect act for Angelina, and everything she had said was

ambitious.

Seth pulled over by the roadside and listed out all of Isabella’s actions,

tormenting her. “Your resignation and refusal to continue your contract were

just a ploy to gain my attention?” He rolled down the window and leisurely

rested his hand on the edge. With his other hand, he opened the glovebox

and retrieved a packet of cigarettes.

Isabella remained lying on the seat. She could hear Seth smoking, and she

looked like. She said nothing, but she felt as if the heat

her skin, burning her. She felt like

boy, only for her crush to find out about

reject

felt as if he was saying, “Sorry, we’re not a good match.”

Isabella was tough, she still couldn’t easily

those things on purpose as a ploy,

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too much like an excuse. No one would

Seth.

and wiped her face

herself to calm down. You have nothing

Isabella slowly got

the rear-view mirror and met

kill to be the wife of the company

frowned, something stirring in

he had witnessed in the afternoon and confirmed

explicitly stated Isabella wanted to be

the president’s wife.

by your side for five years and tended to your

left you. Even

to

to stroke his

seat. Some light passed

didn’t appear relaxed. Isabella tried to guess

saw was the back of his head. She could only rely on her

hard to get. Sometimes my mind

her hair, speaking calmly. “You’re not going to marry

you holding me back?”

last part was true. Maybe

in it, so it sounded genuine. Seth was already

after she said the last part of

the

hold you back