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

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

scorching her skin, burning her. She felt

boy, only

and reject

if he was saying,

she still couldn’t easily resolve

If she told him she had said those things on purpose as a

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much like an excuse. No one would believe that, let alone

Seth.

raised her hand and wiped her

calm down. You have nothing to be

that pep talk to herself, Isabella slowly got up from

rear-view mirror

said, “Any woman would kill to be the wife of the company president.”

something stirring

witnessed in the afternoon and confirmed

explicitly stated Isabella wanted to be Mrs.

the president’s wife.

and tended to your needs

you told me to and never left you. Even

me not to fall for you.” Isabella tried to be

and praised Seth to stroke his

driver’s seat. Some light

relaxed. Isabella tried to guess what he

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

mind snaps out of

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

so why are you holding me back?”

was fake, but the last part was true.

it, so it sounded genuine.

said the last part of that

the morning. That idiot wants to marry

don’t want me to hold you back