Leave Me Alone, Mr Shaffer by Diana Tenny

Chapter 184

It would take over three hours to drive to Bleaktown. However, Isabella was

unfamiliar with the roads, so she took a bit more time. Along the way, she made a brief detour to buy some food for Victoria, which further delayed her

arrival.

By the time she arrived at the outskirts of Bleaktown, it was already starting to get dark.

She parked her car by the roadside, drank some water, and closed her eyes

to rest for a moment.

Unexpectedly, she glanced at the rearview mirror and noticed several

individuals loitering around her car.

Her exhaustion faded, and it was replaced by the unsettling memory of Jonas' disgusting stare.

Isabella was on high alert as she abandoned the moment of rest and swiftly started the car engine.

She remained vigilant while constantly checking the rearview mirror, feeling relieved only when she was certain no one was following her.

The nursing home was located in an isolated area on the outskirts, making her vulnerable if anyone had malicious intentions there.

Just as she relaxed a little, she glanced at the rearview mirror and spotted two Hyundai cars.

reappeared at the next traffic light where their paths crossed.

Isabella, who followed the principle of caution, changed her route and drove around randomly.

As expected, the vehicles still followed closely behind her.

She felt a sinking feeling in her heart as she was unsure of their intentions. At

the same time, she noticed the sparse traffic around her. If they managed to corner her by force, she would be in danger.

The traffic light turned green.

She accelerated with determination and intended to shake off the two cars

behind her.

However, the pursuing cars seemed professional. Even if she managed to

distance herself momentarily, they always caught up.

Isabella realized they likely had connections within the transportation

department, as her car was consistently tracked by surveillance.

She thought that as long as she avoided the other party and didn't give them

a chance to force her to stop, she should be safe.

However, Isabella realized she was being naive after passing two

intersections. The other party didn't want to force her to stop. Rather, they

wanted to cause a car accident.

They accelerated abruptly several times and attempted to hit her vehicle, but she skillfully swerved away each time.

Having repeated this several times, the two cars changed tactics noticeably. She glanced at the rearview mirror and noticed that one of the cars had disappeared.

Her palms grew sweaty as her vigilance heightened. She couldn't afford to overlook any direction while driving.

Isabella felt nervous. She wanted to drive straight through the intersection as

there were no other cars around.

Suddenly, the missing Hyundai appeared from the diagonal street and

headed straight for the front of her car!

She widened her eyes and felt breathless.

On the outskirts of Bleaktown at 7.00PM, there was an old-school cafe

adorned with intricate carvings and designs. It was completely devoid of any

modern elements.

A man in a suit hurriedly ascended the stairs and disrupted the serene atmosphere of the establishment.

Jordan was expressionless as he cautiously maneuvered through the crowd and approached Seth before leaning in to whisper something.

Seth had spent the afternoon chatting with several elderly gentlemen, and they had finally gotten to the main topic. He maintained his composure as Jordan finished speaking. Then, he lifted a teacup calmly and took a sip. "Please excuse me for a moment, gentlemen."

The elderly men were quite satisfied with him and didn't mind his brief departure. Their words even contained praise for Seth.

Seth was courteous, but his face darkened after he walked out of the room.

"Why did she come to Bleaktown so late at night?"

"I'm not entirely sure why. You previously instructed me to place a tracker on that Cayenne, and I noticed something amiss by chance." Jordan bowed his head while reporting succinctly. "Based on the tracker, Miss Symons is driving very fast. If my judgment is correct, she's being pursued."

Seth furrowed his brows and took a deep breath impatiently. He had come to Bleaktown for this very moment. Isabella, this troublesome woman, was causing trouble again.

"Mr. Shaffer, why don't you go in first while I check out the situation?" Jordan

suggested.

Seth pursed his lips, glanced toward the private room, and made a decision

three seconds later.

"Go and get the car. Wait for me downstairs."

Jordan was slightly taken aback. He regretted being too talkative, but it

wasn't the time to say more. He could only go get the car.

In the suburbs, a screeching brake echoed, accompanied by plumes of smoke caused by the tires rubbing against the ground.

Isabella trembled all over. Just a moment ago, she narrowly avoided the

Hyundai, which had suddenly appeared, but the car behind made a sharp turn and intended to continue ramming into her.

Damn it!

She cursed vehemently and spewed out profanities she had never uttered

before. While cursing, she managed to steady the car and continued driving

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The two cars behind her were relentless and seemed ready to risk their lives.

It was clear they had been paid handsomely and were prepared to take the ultimate risk against Isabella.

One side showed complete recklessness, while the other was gripped by an

Isabella had a bottom line. She couldn't lead these cars into a crowded area

as it might harm the innocent.

She spotted a nearby police station after glancing at the GPS. If she could get there, she doubted the pursuers would continue their brazenness.

It's just a few miles away. I've got to push on!