Gordon and Selenaâs eyes widened. Only Dariel wore a strange smile. Isabella shrank back, feeling a little confused about the situation. She gulped and said, âThereâs no need-â
âThe companyâs share prices cannot afford another one of your pranks,â Seth interrupted.
Isabella couldnât say anything. She looked at Gordon, silently urging him to put her down.
Gordon sensed that something bad was about to happen and objected, âAre you going with him? He could take you anywhere.â
Isabella agreed, but she couldnât say it out loud, or it would sound like she was trying to avoid Seth in case he tried to come after her. She patted Gordonâs shoulder and quietly said, âJust put me down.â
Annoyed, Gordon glared at Seth. He then lowered his head and threw a little tantrum. âI will not.â
Suddenly, Seth emerged from the elevator. Dariel followed him and exaggeratedly blew on his fingers. âPressing that button for so long killed my finger.â
Isabella pursed her lips and tensed up. With hesitation, she looked at Seth and said, âGive usâ¦â a moment. She couldnât finish her sentence before Seth approached them and kicked Gordon without warning.
Caught off guard, Gordonâs legs buckled, and he fell to one knee. He was holding Isabella, but as he fell forward, Isabella was thrown away. With the higher ground, Seth raised his hands and easily caught Isabella.
Isabella felt disoriented. Before she realized it, she was already in Sethâs arms.
Surprised, she grabbed Sethâs collar.
âMr. Shaffer,â Selena cried, dismayed.
Dariel stepped forward. Before Gordon could stand up, Dariel stood in front of Seth and put an arm around Gordonâs neck. âCalm down, lad.â
While Gordon was distracted by Dariel, Seth turned around and entered the elevator with Isabella. Selena tried to follow, but Seth shot her an icy look.
âYou may clock out now,â Seth said coldly. He pressed the elevator button.
with the hand he was holding Isabellaâs waist with. The elevator doors slowly closed, blocking Selenaâs shocked expression and dashing Isabellaâs hope of escape.
Isabella was trapped in Sethâs arms, and she tensed up. Instead of holding her gently, Seth was more like handling her as if she were a platter. âIf you go out holding me like this, the company will still make headlines tomorrow.â
Seth didnât even look at her. He said, âEvery wealthy man has a scandal or two.â
Isabella said nothing and didnât move her arms or legs. Remaining in this awkward position, she let Seth take her downstairs. There were many people working overtime, and Seth walked through the path with the most people around.
Isabella felt her heart pounding as she was stared at, and a hint of color returned to her face. When they finally left the crowd behind, Seth led her to the underground car park. Isabella quickly sat up and reminded Seth, âPaparazzi love staking out car parks.â
D Seth gave her a look and sarcastically replied, âWhat a coincidence. My car loves the car park too.â
Isabellaâs lips twitched, and she stopped feeling nervous. Instead, she decided to go with the flow. She relaxed and leaned closer to Sethâs chest.
Quietly, she said, âYou donât have to keep attacking me, Mr. Shaffer.â
Seth frowned. He was going to tell her that she was overthinking things. He had no time to deal with insignificant people like her.
Isabella continued, âWeâve been intimate for five years. That counts for something, doesnât it?â
Seth entered the car park. The moment Isabella said those words, Seth heard someone clicking the shutter. His expression darkened, and he headed towards the sound.
The paparazzi got scared by Sethâs menacing glare and quickly pulled his camera away. Something clanged. The camera must be broken. Seth sneered, looked away, and took Isabella to his car.
Since Seth said nothing, Isabella gulped. âI might have caused a lot of trouble for you lately, but itâs all manageable. Iâve been well-behaved for years. Canât you let me go?â
Seth opened the door and tossed Isabella into the passenger seat. Isabella had been appealing to Sethâs emotions just moments ago, and now everything around her was spinning.
Seth ignored her and slammed the door shut. He pulled his tie down and darkly made his way to the driverâs seat.
It took Isabella a while to regain her composure and sit up, but the moment she did, Seth revved the car up, and she was thrown back into her seat.
Damn it. I tried my best to give in, but he wonât give me any leeway. She hung her head low and covered her face with her hair. Silently, she cursed Seth.
She thought he couldnât hear her.
âAre you cursing me?â asked Seth darkly.
weu, Jail Isabella quickly raised her head. âNo.â
Seth scoffed. âYou always curse someone when you hide your face behind your hair. Thatâs been the case for five years.â
Isabella froze.
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