Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

Chapter 509 The Moon Should Shine Bright in the Sk

The advertisement showcased only a handful of shots. Isabella replaced all shots featuring her and Seth’s faces with two young models, keeping those solely with their backs.

Although some people managed to recognize Isabella from behind, any confusion was swiftly dispelled by the model’s explanation on Twitter.

‘My foot is injured, so I can’t run. I apologize for any inconvenience, Miss Symons~’

As an executive director, Isabella indeed assumed the role of a D-class model substitute. The critical factor here was that Isabella maintained a top-notch figure an appearance.

Netizens, renowned for their sharp critique, initially regarded Isabella replacing Briana as a jest. However, after viewing the advertisement, the tide of comments swiftly changed.

One comment asserted, ‘It would be more fitting to have the female executive director take on the role; at least her demeanor and appearance are top-notch.

Another comment pointed out, ‘This model’s face appears miserable, rendering her. unsuitable for advertising a domestic car!

Isabella casually scrolled through the comments, paying minimal attention to most of them but honing in on a select few.

Seated beside her, Phoebe remarked, “Some people mention that the backs of the ma and female leads match well.”

The realization struck Isabella; it was her and Seth in that single shot, both facing away.

“Actually, there’s no need to completely erase Mr. Shaffer, not even the actors’ names in the advertisement,” Phoebe suggested.

gaze fixated on the expansive screen as she commented, “The moon is just the moon; it’s only captivating when it shines brightly in the sky. It’s

Phoebe looked puzzled.

Seth should be involved in advertisements.

“That makes sense…”

at Ingemium Media.

Shaffer, please let

in her chair, her face drained of color with fear, avoiding eye contact

sofa, one hand resting on the arm, his eyes closed

with the unsettling sound of a woman repeatedly slapping herself, the audible impact resonating. There was visible blood in the

Ingemium Media stood nearby, beads of sweat forming

“Stop,” Jordan intervened.

the self-inflicted slaps,

the secretary entered,

shifted his body slightly, and with a finger pressed against his temple, his gaze coldly fixed on

executive director of Ingemium Media standing beside him, “It’s late; I

the other party

weep, her gaze fixed on Seth as he rose, sending shivers down her spine.

be resolved that day, even planning to apologize to

an unexpected evening summons to the