Leave Me Alone, Mr Shaffer

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After taking a sufficient rest, Isabella entered the arena only to find that there

were no motorcycle engines roaring. Instead, she witnessed a heated

argument between Gordon and the security guard at the entrance.

“Sorry, sir. Our venue is booked for another event today.”

“Bullsh*t! Since when can someone else book the entire venue?”

Gordon was furious, uttering profanities and speaking impolitely, seemingly

on the verge of exploding.

Isabella quickly approached him and asked, “What’s going on?”

Upon seeing Isabella, Gordon softened his tone slightly. “They won’t let me in,.

claiming that the venue is booked for something else.”

The security guards noticed Gordon’s change in attitude and realized that

Isabella was the one in charge. They turned towards her and explained, “Miss,

we’re not trying to deceive this gentleman. Someone booked the racetrack

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half an hour ago, and we’ve received instructions from our superiors to clear

the area.”

Isabella furrowed her brows, sensing that something was amiss, but she

couldn’t figure out what it was. Then, she tugged on Gordon’s sleeve,

persuading him, “Forget it. Let’s find another place for a ride.”

“No way.” Gordon was furious. Things hadn’t been going his way since his

encounter with Christopher that morning, and now he was facing another

setback in front of Isabella. It seemed like luck wasn’t on his side today.

“Go and get your manager. I want to book this venue too. I’ll double whatever

they paid!” Gordon exclaimed.

Isabella sighed helplessly. She had no way of dealing with his temper.

The security guards looked at each other before one of them hurriedly

jogged away, probably heading to consult with their manager.

Meanwhile, Isabella felt uneasy because someone who could afford to book

the entire racetrack was likely as wealthy as Gordon, if not more. Moreover,

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there was a good chance that the other party wouldn’t back down just

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because of some extra payment, which might even lead to more trouble. She

found herself in a difficult situation because she didn’t want to offend any

more influential people for no reason.

“Do you have to start a fight?” She patiently approached Gordon and

whispered, “How about we find a quiet road surrounded by trees for a

leisurely ride? What’s the point of booking this venue? It’ll help you blow off

some steam, and you can use the money to treat me to a meal instead.”

With a click of his tongue, Gordon regretted his impulsive actions. However,

taking back his words would be too embarrassing.

Seeing his hesitation, Isabella took the initiative to approach the security

guards. “Sorry, but we won’t be booking the place. Please inform your

manager,” Isabella stated to the security guard.

Upon hearing that, the security guards breathed a sigh of relief and dared

not show even the slightest hint of disdain. After all, Gordon was prominently

exuding the demeanor of a wealthy second-generation.

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“Have a nice day.”

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Isabella finally felt relieved and turned around to pull Gordon along, wanting

to leave this troubled place as soon as possible. She thought it was probably

not a good day to go out, especially for a drive. Otherwise, there would

definitely be trouble.

“It’s so early in the morning, yet everything I encountered was frustrating,”

Gordon grumbled as Isabella led him away.

Back on the motorcycle, he handed the helmet to Isabella. “Want to go for a

ride?”

Isabella felt uneasy about motorcycles now and was not in the mood for a

ride, so she sat in the back seat, lost in thought for a while.

“Say something,” Gordon urged.

Isabella rolled her eyes. “I’m still thinking about it.”

As soon as she spoke, the sound of tires on the road could be heard from a

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short distance away. It was clear that there wasn’t only one car but several of

them.

“F*ck! How dare they trick me?” Gordon angrily threw his helmet as his anger

flared. “And they said someone had booked the venue. Then what are these

people doing here?”

Isabella was at a loss for words. She turned her head, squinting to get a

better look at the approaching cars and trying to make out the one leading

the pack.

The make of the car gradually became clear, followed by the license plate.

Right then, Isabella heard herself cursing at the same time as Gordon.

It was Seth’s car!

Isabella suddenly recalled Alex’s text message and instantly pieced

everything together. The person who booked the venue was Seth, and it

happened just half an hour ago, approximately the same time she and

Gordon left.

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In her moment of shock, a row of luxury cars had already parked in the open

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space outside the racetrack. The cars filled the once-empty area, leaving no

room for even a motorcycle to squeeze through.

Gordon screamed a series of profanities, his temper finally reaching its

breaking point as he exploded on the spot.

Worried that he might cause trouble, Isabella instinctively grabbed his waist.

“Calm down,” she urged.

Gordon took a deep breath. “How can I f*cking calm down?!”

He even suspected whether Seth had a meeting with Christopher last night

and agreed to cause trouble with him.

Using all her strength to hold Gordon back, Isabella spoke quickly. “Gordon,

since there’s no one around right now, let’s abandon the motorcycle and go.

Otherwise, these people might… delay our plans.”

She did it purposely, using the term ‘plans to create a romantic atmosphere

and as an attempt to divert Gordon’s attention. But he was so overwhelmed

with anger that he didn’t notice these subtle details. Then, he forcefully

pushed away the arms around his waist.

Swinging his long legs over the motorcycle’s hood, he swiftly turned off the

engine and got down, leaving Isabella alone. Afterward, he headed straight

for the black Bentley.

Isabella’s heart was in her throat, and she almost fell along with the

motorcycle. Just as she steadied the bike, she made a mad dash for Gordon.

However, she was still slower than the man and couldn’t stop him in time.

Meanwhile, Gordon had walked up to the Bentley and forcefully kicked its

back door.

He did so with a loud bang, and everyone at the scene was shocked.

At that moment, Isabella felt as if a knife had stabbed into her body. Oh, no.