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

nothing, but

was scorching her skin, burning

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

and reject her.

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

though Isabella was tough, she still couldn’t easily resolve

If she told him she had said those things on purpose

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excuse. No one would believe

Seth.

wiped her

down. You have nothing to

talk to herself, Isabella slowly got

mirror and

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

president’s wife… Seth frowned, something stirring in his heart.

he had witnessed in the

Isabella wanted to be

the president’s wife.

for five years and tended to your needs every

left

be hard for me not to fall for

Seth to stroke his

seat. Some light passed through it, but

Isabella tried to guess what he

of his head. She could

to get. Sometimes my mind snaps out

speaking calmly. “You’re not

so why are you holding

but the last part was true. Maybe she had

it sounded

little schemes, and after she said the last part of that sentence,

of what Gordon had said in the

“You don’t want me to hold you