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,

smoke was scorching her skin, burning her. She felt like a

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

reject

saying, “Sorry, we’re

though Isabella was tough, she still couldn’t

she told him she had said those things on

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excuse. No one would believe that,

Seth.

hand and wiped her face while Seth wasn’t looking.

You have nothing to be

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

rear-view mirror

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

frowned, something

in the

explicitly stated Isabella wanted to be Mrs. Shaffer, not just

the president’s wife.

stayed by your side for five years and tended to your needs every day. I did

left

to fall

and praised Seth to stroke his

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

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

back of his head. She could only rely on her intuition.

get. Sometimes my mind snaps out of

calmly. “You’re

are you

was fake, but the last part was

it, so it sounded genuine.

and after she said the last part of