Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

Chapter 142

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Seth carried Isabella to the fourteenth floor. When the elevator doors opened,

the people waiting outside were completely surprised, unable to offer any

greetings.

Isabella was piggybacked on Seth’s back. She intentionally lowered her head,

her hair draping down to hide her face.

Despite carrying her, Seth maintained an upright posture, exuding a terrifying

presence with just a single glance. He said, “Don’t you people have anything

better to do?”

The stunned crowd quickly regained awareness. In an instant, people

scattered in all directions, chaos erupting once again. They forgot their

intended destinations, colliding with each other.

Seth observed the chaotic scene with annoyance. He was about to scold the

supervisor when he suddenly felt pressure on his neck. Isabella, without

realizing it, tightened her grip around his neck. Their skin briefly made

contact, and she swiftly withdrew her hand, reacting sensitively.

He thought she was overreacting, considering they had already been more

intimate. A slight touch like this shouldn’t matter much. With that in mind, he

tilted his head backward, pressing against her arm.

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Isabella leaned in, and with the sudden movement, Seth’s hair lightly brushed

against her cheek, feeling soft and ticklish. It sent a shiver down her spine,

and goosebumps appeared on her arm.

Seth entered the small meeting room. Once the door

unexpectedly released the person on his back. Caught

behind her, extending a hand to

regain

and his expression showed no guilt. He

by the door. “Arrange

waste

something from Seth’s face.

gaze, and his vigilant eyes pierced

quickly look away.

an inconspicuous sales point

the company’s reputation. Don’t show any courtesy

emphasized “anyone,” making his

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muttered curses under

sense something and swiftly turned his

slightly parted, and she was caught in the act.

Awkwardly tugging at the

be unaware, forcing a

his pockets,

strides. Surprisingly, he didn’t give

click, the meeting

through the glass door, observing him walking away. He

turning back, almost as if the

to do with him. At that thought, she

was losing her composure.

please take a seat,” Jason

was

a courteous attitude.

feeling numb and sore in her knees. The thought of sitting

her knees refused to bend. Taking it step by

her way to the edge of the

details. It took some time before she

into the

went

room, Isabella thought about a plan. She

bear the pain in her legs. The audit

as time passed. She thought about checking around but felt it was

to do that right now. So, she decided not

teeth, she pulled out a tissue and wiped the cold sweat