I Quit, Mr. Shaffer

Chapter 142

Seth carried Isabella to the fourteenth floor. When the elevator doors opened,

the people waiting outside were completely surprised, unable to offer any

greetings.

Isabella was piggybacked on Seth’s back. She intentionally lowered her head,

her hair draping down to hide her face.

Despite carrying her, Seth maintained an upright posture, exuding a terrifying

presence with just a single glance. He said, “Don’t you people have anything

better to do?”

The stunned crowd quickly regained awareness. In an instant, people

scattered in all directions, chaos erupting once again. They forgot their

intended destinations, colliding with each other.

Seth observed the chaotic scene with annoyance. He was about to scold the

supervisor when he suddenly felt pressure on his neck. Isabella, without

realizing it, tightened her grip around his neck. Their skin briefly made

contact, and she swiftly withdrew her hand, reacting sensitively.

He thought she was overreacting, considering they had already been more

intimate. A slight touch like this shouldn’t matter much. With that in mind, he

tilted his head backward, pressing against her arm.

Isabella leaned in, and with the sudden movement, Seth’s hair lightly brushed

against her cheek, feeling soft and ticklish. It sent a shiver down her spine,

and goosebumps appeared on her arm.

With steady steps, Seth entered the small meeting room. Once the door

closed, he unexpectedly released the person on his back. Caught off guard,

she almost stumbled. Thankfully, Nicolas was behind her, extending a hand to

help her regain balance.

Seth straightened his clothes, and his expression showed no guilt. He looked

directly at Jason, who stood by the door. “Arrange for someone to interrogate

her. Don’t waste time.”

Jason hesitated, trying to read something from Seth’s face. Suddenly, Seth

lifted his gaze, and his vigilant eyes pierced through, prompting Jason to

quickly look away.

“Although it’s just an inconspicuous sales point under the Shaffer Group, it

concerns the company’s reputation. Don’t show any courtesy to anyone.”

Seth deliberately emphasized “anyone,” making his intentions quite clear.

Isabella, standing nearby, muttered curses under her breath. When she was

done swearing, Seth seemed to sense something and swiftly turned his

head. Her lips slightly parted, and she was caught in the act. Even the motion

of closing her mouth froze. Awkwardly tugging at the corner of her lips, she

pretended to be unaware, forcing a smile.

Seth withdrew his gaze, hands in his pockets, and walked out of the meeting

room with long strides. Surprisingly, he didn’t give her any attention.

With a click, the meeting room door closed.

She peered through the glass door, observing him walking away. He seemed

uninterested in turning back, almost as if the playful antics from earlier had

nothing to do with him. At that thought, she licked her lips, feeling inwardly

repulsed. She realized she was losing her composure.

“Miss Symons, please take a seat,” Jason reminded her. Despite Seth’s earlier

impoliteness towards Isabella, Jason felt it was unwise to offend her and thus

maintained a courteous attitude.

She paused, feeling numb and sore in her knees. The thought of sitting down

struck her, but it seemed like her knees refused to bend. Taking it step by

step, she made her way to the edge of the table, breaking down the simple

act of bending her legs into various details. It took some time before she

finally settled into the chair.

Once she was seated, Jason went outside to call someone.

While in the meeting room, Isabella thought about a plan. She clenched her

fists to bear the pain in her legs. The audit team and even Jason didn’t show

up as time passed. She thought about checking around but felt it was

embarrassing to do that right now. So, she decided not to interfere. Gritting

her teeth, she pulled out a tissue and wiped the cold sweat from her

forehead. Then, she silently gave herself a pep talk.

However, from noon to the afternoon, no one stepped into the small meeting

room for the next two hours. Every now and then, a secretary walked by.

When Isabella called out to them, they ignored her and walked past with their

Isabella smiled bitterly. She recalled that she hadn’t offended these people

back when she was the chief secretary. How did she turn into an outcast all

of a sudden? Puzzled, she couldn’t figure it out. Yet, in a moment, the answer

presented itself before her.

At that moment, the meeting room door swung open. A woman in Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

professional office attire entered, giving off an unfriendly vibe.

Seeing the newcomer, Isabella was momentarily stunned. “Angelina?”

The woman, wearing red-tinted glasses, had a stern look. Her demeanor

gave off an air of authority. When Isabella expressed surprise, she smirked

slightly. “I thought you were too occupied with important things to remember

someone as insignificant as me, Miss Symons.”

Isabella was left speechless; it felt as if even something as simple as sipping

cold water could become a challenge in moments of misfortune.

Angelina Lovett was also a secretary alongside Isabella. Angelina was eligible

to compete for the chief secretary position. However, Isabella took a less

honorable route by aligning with Seth and securing the position. Dissatisfied,

Angelina chose to transfer to another department. Surprisingly, today, they

unexpectedly crossed paths in this situation.

Isabella was left speechless; it felt as if even something as simple as sipping

cold water could become a challenge in moments of misfortune.