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

he looked like. She said nothing, but she felt

smoke was scorching her skin,

girl who had a crush on a boy, only for her crush to find out about her

and reject her.

saying, “Sorry, we’re not a good match.”

tough, she still couldn’t

those things on purpose

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excuse. No one would believe that, let

Seth.

raised her hand and wiped her face

down. You have nothing

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

mirror and met her

“Any woman would kill to be the

Seth frowned, something stirring

had witnessed in the afternoon and

wanted to be Mrs. Shaffer, not just

the president’s wife.

by your side for five years and tended to

to and never left you. Even if you

be hard for me not to

praised Seth to stroke his ego.

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

didn’t appear relaxed. Isabella tried to guess what he

back of his head.

hard to get. Sometimes my mind snaps

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

why are you

was fake, but the last part

sounded genuine. Seth was already annoyed by

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