I Quit, Mr. Shaffer

Chatper 146

Chapter 146

Dariel paid an unexpected visit and walked into the president’s office as if it

were his own home. He disregarded Seth’s cold gaze and casually lounged

on the couch.

On the screen, Isabella boasted, “How do you know he didn’t ask me to stay

at home and take care of the kids?”

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Dariel let out a surprised sound and turned to Seth. Mimicking the manners of

a young lady, he said, “Oh, is that true?”

Seth remained silent.

“You guys have children?” Dariel clicked his tongue, boldly testing the waters.

Seth stared at Isabella, impressed. She truly has no shame.

On the screen, Isabella and Angelina continued their argument.

“You want to marry him and become Mrs. Shaffer? In your dreams.”

“Sorry, but dreams might come true soon.”

Dariel clicked his tongue and playfully approached Seth. “Ooh, she’s a

schemer. She wants to marry you.”

Seth pursed his lips tightly, his brows subtly furrowing. He gazed at Isabella,

feeling conflicted. He might feel happy if she agreed to return as his

secretary. He wanted their relationship to go back to how it was. But she

wants to marry me? “She’s delusional,” Seth said. The stirring Isabella caused

in him was extinguished. He disliked women who didn’t know their place.

Dariel was a little surprised. He could see that Seth’s coldness was genuine.

“You don’t want to marry Isabella?”

Seth looked at Dariel as if he were a fool. Refusing to waste any more time

talking to him, he pushed his chair back, opened his drawer, and searched for

some cigarettes. Seth lit one for himself and tossed the box to Dariel.

“Will you marry Natasha, then?”

It was the same question, but asked by a different person. Without hesitation,

Dariel said, “No way.”

Seth exhaled a ring of smoke. Looking inscrutable, he said, “There’s your

answer.”

Dariel had nothing to say. He lost his mood to watch the drama. He only

wanted to have fun with Natasha, and he thought Seth was different, but he

was mistaken. We’re similar in nature. “Killjoy.” He didn’t even feel like lighting

his cigarette. He gathered his belongings, stood up, and waved goodbye to

Seth. “Bye.” He had just reached the doorway when the sound of someone

crashing against a door came from the speakers.

“Isabella!” Gordon appeared on the screen. Seth stopped smoking, and Dariel

froze in his tracks.

“Ah, the hero comes for his princess.”

Back on the fourteenth floor, Isabella was surprised by Gordon barging in and

was somewhat at a loss.

“Who are you? How did you get in here?” Angelina was shocked. Frightened

by the man who stormed in, she retreated, shouting, “Guards!”

Gordon saw this woman arguing with Isabella the moment he entered. He

turned around and noticed how pale Isabella was. “Forget your questions!

She’s dying!” Gordon charged forward and kicked Angelina in the stomach.

Angelina screamed in pain and fell through the gap between the desk and

chair. Her glasses were shattered. Isabella stood before her. When Angelina

pushed the desk, it struck Isabella’s leg, and she gasped.

Gordon quickly crouched down beside Isabella. “How are you feeling?”

Isabella felt conflicted as she had planned this deliberately, yet Gordon

managed to resolve the problem with just one kick. She felt no pity for

Angelina at all. In fact, she didn’t even spare her a glance. “It hurts.”

Gordon knew how resilient Isabella was. If she said it hurt, then it must be

excruciating. Frustrated, he cursed, “Seth is a complete idiot. He had his men

stop me, and this place is like a maze, or I would have arrived here much

earlier.”

Isabella grinned and tried her best to take a deep breath. “C-Can you take Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

me away?”

She would never say that at any other time, but her entire body was numb

and trembling.

Gordon empathized with her. He quickly stood up and slid his hand under

Isabella’s calves. Carefully, he lifted her up..

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Surprisingly, Angelina managed to get up, and she attempted to grab onto

Gordon’s pants. “You’re not going anywhere! I’m going to sue you for assault!”

Gordon desperately wanted to kill Angelina. He kicked her hand away and

cursed, “Damn you and whatever you want to do. Sue me if you want. I can

afford all your medical bills anyway.” He spoke arrogantly and carried

Isabella away as if it were nobody’s business.

Isabella curled up in his arms, feeling envious of Gordon. It’s great to have a

wealthy father. He doesn’t have to give in at all. Her mind was a mess. She

had no idea where Gordon was taking her, but then she heard the elevator

doors slide open.

“Well, if it isn’t Isabella.”