Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

Chapter 436 Femme Fatale

“A femme fatale, huh.”

Yaris’ voice came from ahead of Isabella before she got into the car.

As Isabella entered the car, her mind cleared, and she couldn't help but
contemplate the consequences.

After all, Christopher was Ronald's only son. She and Natasha had incapacitated
him while Seth and Dariel dealt with the Larson Family's bodyguards.

Unless they eliminated the entire Larson Family, they would never let this matter
slide.

They had truly stirred up a hornet's nest this time.

“Are you scared now?” Seth’s cold voice came from the side.

Isabella clenched her fists but remained silent.

He snorted coldly. “l never knew you were capable of this.”

She closed her eyes and rubbed her face. “Mr. Shaffer, to be honest, I didn't
even know I was capable of this either.”

The car fell into silence.

Isabella remembered Seth's injury and quickly turned around, asking, “Didn't you
bring a doctor with you?”

Seth pursed his lips, showing no intention of speaking.

Isabella observed his expression. Although it wasn’t as bad as it was in the
morning, it wasn't pleasant either. She didn’t want to nag, so she kept Natasha in
mind and planned to call her when they arrived at the villa.

However, as soon as she got out of the car, Seth pulled her upstairs with one
hand and forcefully confiscated her already dead phone.

“I need to wait for Natasha's call.”

“Do you think a phone call from you can heal her eyes?”

Isabella was speechless.

“Go back to your room, and don’t go anywhere.”

She felt indignant and wanted to argue, but Jordan had already caught up to
them and was talking to Seth.

“Ronald has taken her away.”

Isabella closed her mouth, waiting for the rest of the story.

Seth glanced at her, and she quickly averted her gaze.

“Ronald personally went to pick her up, so it's probably not going to end well,”
Jordan said.

Seth's face darkened, and instead of going back to his room, he went to the
study.

Isabella didn’t dare to move around and stayed in her room, waiting for more
updates.

It wasn't until around midnight that Jordan came to knock on her door, saying
there was news about Natasha.

“How is Natasha?”

Jordan replied, “Her cornea is filled with blood. She just had surgery and needs
to be hospitalized for a while.”

Isabella took a deep breath, not expecting it to be so serious. “No, I have to go
see her.”

“Miss Symons.” Jordan blocked her way.

Isabella stopped when Jordan explained, “The person you've provoked this time
is not some street thug or the lowly Zimmers. Even the young master will have to
put in a lot of effort to handle this matter. What's more, you know the young
master’s condition.

Not resting is a big taboo. Since you came back, his phone hasn't stopped
ringing.”

Isabella calmed down and took a step back. “What does the Larson Family
want?”

“Mr. Larson woke up. He has no other demands. He just wants you.”

Isabella's breath hitched.

It made sense. The Larson Family wouldn't easily back down, and they certainly
wouldn't want to fall out with the Shaffer Family.

The only compromise was for her, the instigator, to turn herself in.

“Don't worry. The young master didn’t say you should handle it,” Jordan Roth
added.

Isabella didn't take it to heart. She turned around and sat down on the chair. “Is
he going to protect me?”

Why would he go to such lengths for a woman like me?

He was seriously injured, yet he went to the bar to rescue her, which was already
a remarkable feat.

To fall out with the Larson Family over this would be too disadvantageous.
“What did Dariel say?”

Jordan answered, “The Larson Family sent someone to the hospital, but Mr.
Wells kicked him so hard he vomited blood.”

Isabella was speechless. That did sound like something Dariel would do, acting
without considering the consequences.