Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

Chapter 506 Professionals Should Handle Profession
If this were a seasoned actor, James would have reprimanded him long ago. However,
Isabella was initially coerced into this role, so there was little to be said if she didn’t perform well.
James, a tall and robust man, probably weighing around 150 pounds, personally demonstrated how the female lead should
execute the scene.
Isabella finally passed and proceeded to the second scene.
“Mr. Shaffer, replicate the same intensity you had when bringing Miss Symons onto the stage earlier. Just toss her into the car!”
Seth didn’t bother changing his attire; he remained in the same outfit as before.
Isabella stood motionless for a moment.
“Mr. Yarnell, I think you should show us how to do it first.”
“What?”
“Let Mr. Shaffer throw you first so I can experience it.”
Seth’s icy gaze pierced through.
Isabella suppressed a smile and gazed up at the sky.
James took it seriously and hurried over to Seth. “Mr. Shaffer, come on.”
Pfft-
Laughter erupted.
Seth’s expression turned cold, emitting a chilling aura.
James chuckled awkwardly and moved aside.
“Well... let’s prepare to shoot!”

Not everyone is cut out to be an actor, even someone like Seth. Asking him to throw
Isabella in a certain manner would be quite awkward.
After several attempts, Isabella felt like her head was about to explode, and Seth’s demeanor grew increasingly displeased.
After struggling for half a day and still not completing the scene by nightfall, James was dissatisfied.
He devised a new plan, altering the plot to have the female lead run out of the castle while the male lead waited outside in a car,
and the female lead swiftly jumped into the car.
It was reluctantly settled, but Isabella found it absurd.
Professional tasks should be entrusted to professionals. Taking shortcuts only leads to complications.
She didn’t engage much with James before departing, but she instructed the advertising department to postpone any releases
for the time being.
Seth was likely just acting on a whim, appearing sporadically for amusement.
After the filming concluded, Jordan entered and uttered a few words, Seth’s expression appearing less than pleased.
“If you have things to attend to, feel free to leave.”
Seth glanced at her and said nothing as he rose slowly.
Isabella sat in the lounge, observing his departure amidst the crowd.
Feeling unsettled, she sensed that the day’s events were on the verge of becoming a farce.
The studio still required tidying up. With Phoebe present, Isabella departed first.
Upon arriving home, she swiftly showered.
Without even blow-drying her hair, a phone call came through.
Her heart skipped a beat, sensing that something was about to unfold.
It was Phoebe on the line.

“Miss Symons, you need to check the trending topics. Something has happened.”
Isabella didn’t say much, holding a towel in one hand and scrolling through her phone with the other.
The afternoon filming scene had been leaked, but the other party was cunning, avoiding any mention of Seth and solely focusing
on Isabella.
The comments inundated the post.
One netizen criticized, ‘What a crazy move! Replacing professionals just for self-promotion?’
Another comment read, ‘This is hilarious! Is she obsessed with fame?”
An additional comment remarked, ‘Excuse me, would she step in personally if Briana didn’t hurt her?’
Yet another comment retorted, ‘Stop slandering Briana! It was the agent’s fault. It has nothing to do with Briana!”
The anticipated group mockery, however, was all directed at Isabella.
The insults were severe, escalating to the extent of doxxing her and revealing Isabella’s entire background.
Briana’s influential fans played a role, aggressively targeting Isabella in an attempt to shift the narrative.
“Miss Symons, should I approach Mr. Shaffer for assistance?” Phoebe suggested tactfully, recognizing that Seth’s involvement
could alter the situation.
Isabella sat on the edge of the bed, clutching her phone, her back drenched in col sweat.
The sensation of facing public criticism from the entire world was unlike anything she had experienced before. It was far removed
from the taunts of those affluent young ladies, leaving her without a chance to defend herself.