Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

Isabella entered the house to find Seth already hard at work in the glass room of the living room. He had arrived just a bit earlier than her, but his efficiency was evident.

Brushing off her annoyance, she regretted the wasted time of the evening and quickly went to freshen up.

Twenty minutes later, she finished getting ready and returned, only to find him still in the same spot.

The room, encased in glass, was soundproof. He couldn’t be heard from outside while talking on the phone.

Isabella boiled water for her medicine and made coffee for Seth.

She brought the coffee to the door and knocked. He glanced at her and pressed the door open button, continuing his call.

After entering, she placed the coffee down and hesitated for a moment.

He ended the call and said indifferently, “Just state your business.”

Isabella smiled ingratiatingly and quickly pulled up a chair. “Nemotors is facing bankruptcy and restructuring. I’ve never dealt with this before. Any advice?”

Seth looked at her. “Do you know how much I charge for a lecture?”

His response left her speechless.

He withdrew his gaze, his tone dismissive. “There are books and files in the study. Find them yourself.”

Worried he might change his mind, Isabella hurried to the study.

Inside, she found a desk and books scattered everywhere as she turned on the light.

She slumped her shoulders. “Mr. Shaffer, do I have to read all of these?”

“You couldn’t grasp all this even if you read until your next life,” Seth’s voice came from behind.

Startled, Isabella turned to see that he had followed her.

man was a head taller than her. He looked at her condescendingly and

behind him like

the bookshelf, he tossed relevant books

start reading when another book

books-taller than her head-in her arms, she struggled

“Mr. Shaffer!”

her call, Seth turned to see a towering pile of

you put them down

too fast. I didn’t get a chance

book and instructed, “Get through these in a month. I’ll

she said, “I can’t

words trailed off as she met

my

desk,

are plans from two bankrupt companies that

set the books aside and received the files with both

and left, shutting the door behind him.

about to leave with her materials when

in

Hmph!

turned out Isabella couldn’t

the book before

she excelled

couch with a pen and dove into reading.

door, each engrossed in their

it remained

time slipped away unnoticed until her stomach