Leave Me Alone, Mr Shaffer by Diana Tenny

Chapter 250 What Good Will My Death Do?

Isabella stood by the door, listening to the conversation, her hands unconsciously

clenched. She wanted to rush in and curse, but considering the consequences, she

realized that rushing in would only embarrass herself.

Dariel and Corey were simply mocking her. Even if she exposed them on the spot, they

would only think she was angry out of embarrassment and dismiss her with a few

teasing words.

She took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and quietly tiptoed downstairs again. As

she turned the corner, she bumped into Natasha.

“What’s wrong?” she inquired.

Isabella didn’t change her expression, pulled her friend back into the room, and shared

what she had overheard.

Chapter 250 What Good Will My Death Do?

“Oh my goodness! Those idiots were playing with their lives!”

Isabella poured a glass of water, took a big gulp, and leaned against the edge of the

table to compose herself. Natasha sat next to her and said, “Seth probably doesn’t

know about this.”

In all honesty, Isabella didn’t care whether Seth knew or not. What bothered her now

was what he would think. She had been giving him the cold shoulder for several days,

but out of nowhere, she felt the urge to rush out and give him CPR.

events, it felt like

if you ever get the chance, don’t let Dariel off the hook,”

as if Dariel was right in

need you to tell

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a knock at the door. Isabella composed

open the door. Then came Freya peeking

Bella, why don’t you take a shower

mood for fun and instinctively

Mr. Shaffer woke up. It doesn’t seem

upstairs to eat.”

shocked.

nodded. “It seems he just choked on water. The doctor said it’s not

Isabella could speak, Natasha’s voice floated out from inside. “He doesn’t value

his own life.”

head up after we shower. You go ahead.”

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off and

room door, Isabella cursed under her

to get

up

“I need to take a shower.”

I’ll head up first and wait for you.” Natasha

in the room, her mind in turmoil as she prepared her bath items. She

bathroom, luckily only landing

the commotion, she finally left the room. It

upstairs, constantly looking around, afraid

was the banquet area, spacious and decorated in a European style, with

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everywhere. It was only 4 p.m., but the

wanted to find Natasha, but she couldn’t see her

anywhere.

for Seth?” The clear voice of a

felt a chill down her spine, turned around,

eyes.