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

smoke was scorching her skin,

had a crush on a boy, only for her crush to find

and reject her.

he was saying, “Sorry,

still couldn’t easily

told him she had said those things

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too much like an excuse. No one would believe

Seth.

her hand and wiped her face while

You have nothing

that pep talk to herself, Isabella slowly got up from

into the rear-view mirror and met her

woman would kill to be the wife

wife… Seth frowned, something stirring in

in the

conversation explicitly stated Isabella wanted to be Mrs. Shaffer, not

the president’s wife.

five years and tended to your needs every day. I did

me to and never left you. Even if you were an ordinary

me not to fall for you.”

praised Seth to stroke his

in the driver’s seat.

tried to guess what he was

she saw was the back of his head. She could only rely on her intuition. “I

get. Sometimes my mind

speaking calmly. “You’re not going to marry me

are you holding

else was fake, but the last part was

it sounded

she said the last part of that sentence, he

said in the morning. That idiot

you back