I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 468

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Chapter 468 Seth heard a voice and paused, turning to look at Isabella. “What's wrong?” Isabella snapped back to reality and quickly looked away. “Nothing, it’s just...” Her words were a bit jumbled, and he assumed she was still caught up in what had just happened, so he didn’t say much.

“I will send more people to your mother’s place. Even if she goes back to the nursing home, she won't have any more problems.” She nodded, turned around again, and casually remarked, “I almost thought someone from the Larson Family who did it.” Seth frowned, took out a tissue to wipe the corner of his mouth, and said, “I will thoroughly take care of the Larson Family’s matter, leaving no loose ends.” She responded with an “Oh” and then fell silent.

He cleaned up the leftover food, opened the door, and threw it into the trash can.

“Take the food back.” She didn’t say anything and watched him start the car.

Seth drove to the backyard of the villa, and a bodyguard immediately approached.

He didn’t open the car door but only rolled down the window on Isabella’s side. “Give him the food.” [x] Isabella was confused but handed over the rice noodles.

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The next second, Seth closed the car window.

“Mr. Shaffer?” Seth didn’t look at her. “Let's go get sfresh air:” Isabella avoided his gaze. “My mother is at home.” “There are many people keeping an eye on her.” Isabella was speechless, leaning back in the seat and keeping quiet.

At this moment, she really didn’t want to go out alone with Seth. Not only had she lost her previous confidence, but she was also very nervous.

The car left the residential area and slowly drove along the roadside.

When they arrived at the snack street, Seth stopped the car. “Go buy s Isabella was puzzled. “Didn’t you already eat?” “Are you not hungry?” Seth gave her a glance.

Isabella was taken aback, realizing that he was asking her to buy food for herself.

She got out of the car, her heart inexplicably racing.

She bought two random foods and returned to the car. Seth’s gaze immediately fell on her.

“You didn’t buy ravioli?” He remembered that she had a special fondness for ravioli.

She nodded. “The smell is too strong.” Given Seth's temper, he was bound to be angry.

Seth was silent for a moment. “Go buy some, “Huh?” “You have five minutes.” Isabella, taking a bite of a fried pineapple bun, hesitated for a moment, then opened the door and got out of the car.

She bought a small portion of ravioli, specifically without sauce, just to minimize the smell.

Back in the car, Seth didn’t ask any more questions and slowly started the car.

The car moved at a slow pace, ensuring that Isabella wouldn't spill her ravioli.

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They drove all the way to a nearby shopping mall, and Seth got out of the c Isabella thought he didn’t like the smell, pursed her lips, and hurriedly finished When she finished and got out of the car, she found him sitting on the hood of th watching the recorded footage on the overhead screen.

It was an interview for the Shaffer Jewelry celebration.

On the screen, Spencer personally gave the interview, with Ariana standing next to him.

The scene switched to the most important part of the speech, which was also delivered by Ariana.

Isabella immediately remembered what Seth had said when she called him. He had told her to wait for half an hour.

“Didn’t you give a speech?” Seth glanced at her casually. “If | had given a speech, you probably would my bodyguard, right?” Isabella’s voice caught in her throat. “I'm sorry.” She had been too anxious at the tand hadn't considered his situation.

“It doesn’t matter. It’s just a speech. Even if she gives a thousand speeches, the Shaffer Group is still mine.” His tone was resolute, without a hint of concern, as if he was simply commenting on the weather.

“What did my grandfather say to you?” he asked again, suddenly.

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