I Quit, Mr. Shaffer

Chapter 434

Christopher, holding Natasha in his arms and with Isabella following, entered the room.

Before entering, he gave specific instructions to his bodyguards.

“Do not disturb me.”

“Yes.”

After closing the door and seeing the two women in the room, he was filled with

excitement and immediately began to undress.

Natasha reclined on the bed while Isabella settled on the couch, both projecting an air

of vulnerability.

Christopher took off his shirt and approached Isabella, unable to resist the urge to kiss

her.

Isabella pretended to be drunk, easily evaded

bed.

He moved closer to the bed, unaware of Nata

with thoughts of how to have fun with these t

“Darling, come here. Let me kiss you.”

Isabella smiled and made eye contact with Na

eyes, behind Christopher.

In an instant, Natasha grabbed the belt, swiftly

behind.

Christopher’s eyes widened, and before he co

kick to a sensitive area.

He fell onto the bed in pain, and Natasha clim

his head.

Christopher, weakened by his indulgent lifest

Natasha. With Isabella’s assistance, he didn’t

Isabella smothered him with a pillow.

A minute later, silence filled the room.

Isabella released her grip, threw away the pill

He was alive. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

She looked up and exchanged a smile with Na

That was a close call.

“What do we do next?” Isabella asked. Outside

were still present.

Natasha seemed unconcerned and sat down “Call Seth to come and rescue you.”

Isabella was speechless. She glanced at the unconscious Christopher and felt it wasn’t

appropriate to inform Seth, especially since Seth might not even be alive.

She took out her phone and attempted to turn it on several times.

“It’s dead. It won’t turn on.”

Natasha was speechless and started searching for her phone. “I can’t find mine.”

A silent gasp escaped Isabella’s lips.

“Let’s wait. In the worst-case scenario, we’ll fight the guys outside.”

Natasha sat down by the bed, exuding a sense of defeat. She turned to look at Isabell

“I’m sorry for involving you in this.”

Isabella gave her a look. “Why are you telling me this?”

Silence.

I

She sat down, hugging her knees. “I said goodbye to the housekeeper when I left. Seth

might come looking for me.”

Natasha clicked her tongue. “So, you’re living together?”

Isabella replied, “No.”-

Natasha scoffed. “Bella, I used to dislike Seth

“And now?”

“Compared to Dariel Wells, Seth is a saint.”

Isabella remained silent for a moment. “Natasha, is there something else?”

She didn’t expect Natasha to go to such lengths just because of that woman.

True to her suspicions, Natasha didn’t speak. She got up and walked around the room,

eventually finding two bottles of wine.

She handed one to Isabella and opened the other for herself.

After a while, she suddenly said, “Dariel is probably getting married.”

Isabella froze. This was inevitable; everyone was at the age to get married.

“That jerk even promised to continue supporting me!” Natasha couldn’t help but raise

her voice.

There was a knock on the door from outside; it was probably the bodyguards sensing

something amiss.

Isabella’s heart raced, and she quickly put on a sweet voice. “Mr. Larson, you’re hurting

me.”

Just as she finished speaking, the door was forcefully kicked open.

What’s happening? Have we been discovered by the bodyguards?