I Quit, Mr. Shaffer

Isabella had moved out of the mansion and hadn't heard anything about Seth for several days. The production line at Nemotors had returned to normal, and they were now producing cars for the new quarter, which kept her occupied.

Every now and then, when she opened her phone, she could still see Seth’s name. However, she deliberately avoided it.

After work, she returned home alone and had to tidy up the house. It had been a while since she stayed at home, so everywhere was dirty.

As she left the house that day, she heard a commotion not too far away.

“Who gave you the right to live in the same building as me?!”

“I'm fine with it. Do you have a say in the matter?”

“Just leave already! Your presence annoys me!”

Why does one of the voices sound like Leonard's? she thought.

Isabella was puzzled. Then, she saw two people coming out of the staircase.

“Miss Cline?”

Courtney was in the middle of a conversation with Leonard. Upon hearing Isabella’s voice, both of them shifted their attention to her.

“What?!” exclaimed Leonard, wide-eyed. “Isabella?”

Courtney was also stunned. “What are you doing here?”

Isabella smiled and pointed to the house. “I rented a house here.”

Courtney and Leonard exchanged a look, and both subtly smirked.

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“What are you two...? Isabella was baffled to see them here.

“| just moved here because my new store is nearby, and I’m too lazy to drive every day,” Courtney explained, then playfully slapped Leonard’s head. “He’s a bit eccentric. I’m planning to kick him out soon.

Isabella laughed. “So we’re going to be neighbors?”

“Absolutely!” Courtney clapped her hands, admitting with a smirk. “It’s a coincidence to bump into each other like this.”

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Leonard chuckled in response.

It was all a setup, not fate.

“Hey, we're having a housewarming party later. Do you want to join us, Isabella?” Courtney asked.

Isabella was worried that Seth would show up, so she quickly shook her head. “No, | have to go out later. You guys have fun.”

Having said that, she swiftly closed the door, denying them the opportunity to reply. Outside, the duo hurriedly sprang into action and scrambled to make calls to various

individuals.

Inside the room, Isabella leaned against the door panel and slapped her forehead. Well, darn it. How could things be so coincidental? she wondered.

She hadn't planned to go out at all. Later, when the person from next door shows up, given Courtney’s personality, she would undoubtedly extend another invitation, Isabella pondered.

Forget it; she’d better take a quick shower and head out. If she couldn't afford to provoke anyone, she could certainly choose to stay out of sight.

She quickly grabbed her clothes and went into the bathroom. Halfway through her shower, she realized that the faucet was not working.

It was probably a problem with the main valve, so she wrapped herself in a towel and went to the kitchen to turn on the water valve.

It was probably not used for a long time, so turning it by hand was out of the question In arush, she hurriedly grabbed a wrench and tried to forcibly turn the water valve Unfortunately, things didn’t go her way. She used too much force and turned the wrench too hard.

There was a loud sound. Something exploded in front of her, and then a rush of water

came gushing out.

Ah!

Her scream pierced the air as she quickly scrambled to her feet. Within seconds, the kitchen was flooded.

D*mn it, how could this happen? Isabella was puzzled.

She stood there dumbfounded, without any way to fix the situation.

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and Courtney’s voice sounded.

“Isabella Symons, we've got company. Come join us!”

Isabella’s head was spinning, and she felt overwhelmed. She was in a state of panic.

Wearing only a bath towel, and with her room completely flooded, how could she possibly answer the door?

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The knocking continued for a while, and was soon accompanied by the incessant ringing of her phone.

It was maddening.

Isabella took a deep breath, hurriedly entered her room, and promptly locked the door to

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The knocking continued for a while, and was soon accompanied by the incessant ringing of her phone!

It was maddening.

Isabella took a deep breath, hurriedly entered her room, and promptly locked the door to

change into dry clothes.