Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

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

like. She said nothing, but she

was scorching her skin, burning her. She felt like

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

reject her.

he was saying, “Sorry, we’re not a

Isabella was tough, she still couldn’t easily

told him she had said those

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

Seth.

wiped her face

down. You have nothing

pep talk to herself, Isabella slowly got up from her seat. Seth

into the rear-view mirror and

woman would kill to be the wife

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

scene he had witnessed in

explicitly stated Isabella wanted to

the president’s wife.

and

left you. Even if

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

praised Seth to stroke

in the driver’s seat. Some light passed through it,

to

saw was the back of his head.

playing hard to get. Sometimes my mind snaps out of it, you

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

are you holding me

but the last part was true. Maybe

sounded genuine. Seth

schemes, and after she said the last part of