I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 73

The man swallowed the drink and barely registered the taste before

suddenly feeling dizzy and nearly falling backward.

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Upon seeing Isabella adding extra alcohol to the man’s drink, the bartender

knew he wouldn’t last a minute and signaled the security to take him away.

Indeed, the man collapsed as soon as the security intervened.

A group of men whistled as their gaze toward Isabella changed slightly.

Isabella felt relieved and a bit woozy as she remarked coolly, “You can’t even

handle a drink, yet you want to take me away.”

She didn’t lower her voice, so many around heard her words.

“Does that mean if someone doesn’t collapse after drinking your drink, they

can take you away?” Someone seized the opportunity and challenged

Isabella.

She glanced at the bartender, who discreetly handed her a bottle from under

the counter. The message was clear.

Add a lethal dose, and no one can take you away.

“Sure.” Isabella gained confidence and played along immediately. “As long as

someone can drink three consecutive glasses, I’ll leave with him.”

The present crowd were experts at drinking. Facing Isabella’s exceptional

allure, plenty of them were eager to offer themselves.

Isabella skillfully mixed drinks. Each glass was seemingly different but had

essentially the same base.

Each challenger failed after just one glass.

As she reached the fifth challenger, the atmosphere heated up. Men didn’t

back down when their pride was challenged.

A muscular man stepped up and surprisingly didn’t collapse after a single

drink.

crowd erupted in cheers as

him. He won’t

playful remarks all around.

wasn’t afraid. Even if he didn’t fall after the first two drinks,

drinking the third drink as it wasn’t alcohol anymore. She wouldn’t’

anyone, no

placed it in front of the

“Sir, please.”

His hand trembled

his eyes were fixed on it.

the cheering crowd pressured him,

down the second glass.

two… He remained

was surprised, and the crowd

glass! Third glass!”

in perfect unison as if

subtly while secretly holding

had given her.

a

muscular man crashed onto the bar

unconscious.

chorus of disapproving sounds filled the

sighed in relief as she knew she didn’t need to

substance.

away, and the

potent the drinks were, became a bit

were here to have fun. They did not want to

noticed no one dared

mixed herself a glass

so much her eyes narrowed.

felt a bit tipsy and lightheaded, but her mind remained

tune absentmindedly and felt

Knock. Knock.

were two tapping sounds.

while lifting her head in a

wearing a silver mask stood at the

as he stared intently

the counter while facing the man. It was hard

lights were behind him. Even

revealed by the mask, only

with a delightful

her after seeing her lack of response.

was familiar.

while looking at the man in front of her with blurry eyes.

Se… Seth?

couldn’t teleport. He should be

but he

table repeatedly.