Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

Witnessing Gordon eating at a roadside stall, Isabella was convinced that this was the extent of an affluent youth. However, she did not expect him to generously give money to a beggar.

Corey approached the old man at the door, handed him the money, and said something that likely meant inviting him to join them for a meal.

The man was visibly moved and wiped away tears, repeatedly thanking Corey but too embarrassed to enter the stall.

Isabella overheard a group of girls whispering. They admired Corey, commenting on his good looks and kind heart.

Just as the conversation ended, some cast curious glances toward Isabella, particularly from the girls.

When Corey returned and sat across from her, he smiled and asked, “Bella, why did you stop eating?”

“They seem like siblings…”

She curled her lips, returned a smile to Corey, and lowered her head to eat dumplings.

Isabella smiled back at him and resumed eating her dumplings.

She chose not to inquire why he carried cash. He did not bring it up either, treating it as a normal part of his routine.

As they ate, her phone buzzed. She glanced at it to see Seth’s name on the scree indicating an incoming call.

Forcing a smile, she cast a glance at Corey before answering Seth’s call with a slight tilt.

“Mr. Shaffer.”

“Where are you?”

Isabella hesitated, looking around before responding, “I’m at the office.”

Seth’s reply was sharp. “Since when did Nemotors open in Lumber Alley?”

retort caught her off guard.

the call screen and glanced at the location setting, which

something with a colleague.

with surprise and excitement before he could continue, “Bella, look.

made Isabella feel even more

his disapproval, his voice icy. “There’s trouble at the company. You haven’t dealt with it,

you really are

taken aback by his stern tone.

to be in front of me. One

nearly knocked the table. “I’ll be

said

sudden agitation, Corey expressed his surprise. “Bella, what’s wrong?”

her belongings and apologized. “I need to address something urgent at the company. I have to go now.”

his fork down and stood up. “I’ll take

car keys at him. “Did you forget that I was the one

disappointed, Corey said,

cut in. “Next time. I’ll treat you to something

lit up in his eyes, and his expression

took out his phone and gestured toward

“Sure.”

leave and hurriedly added Corey’s contact without much thought.

reminding her to drive safely. His demeanor was

Isabella drove off, she found herself pondering the stark differences between the people she

a necessity. Being born into a wealthy family often required a certain level of shrewdness, especially for someone like him who had been labeled as an “illegitimate chil childhood and subjected to countless cold stares.

there was a certain person born as the sole heir to vast fortunes with their paths laid

keen eye on the time while inwardly