I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 74

The man’s gaze remained fixed on Isabella’s eyes as he drank the entire

content of the glass. Then, he flipped the glass upside down.

The surrounding crowd erupted into cheers. It was more intense than when

the muscular man had his turn.

Isabella lowered her head and rolled her eyes, becoming even more

suspicious that the person in front of her was Seth. Other than Seth, she

wouldn’t experience this kind of physiological fear toward anyone else.

“Only one drink left.” The man reminded her.

She snorted and continued to mix the drink. She planned to discreetly add

the ‘good stuff’ to the glass, but just as she reached out, the man standing in

front of the bar suddenly stretched his hand across and grabbed her arm.

“What are you taking?”

Isabella’s heart skipped a beat, and she was momentarily flustered but

quickly forced a smile.

“I’m just adding some fruit to decorate it and help you ease the alcohol buzz.”

“Why are you so nice to him?” Someone nearby grumbled in jealousy. “Is it

because he looks handsome?”

Laughter ensued.

Isabella was unfazed as she glanced at the man in front of her. “Could you

please let go first? You’re hurting me.”

A glint of darkness flashed in the man’s eyes, and the next moment, he

released her arm.

Though the restraint on her arm loosened, her heart tensed up.

touch just now confirmed her suspicions-the man before

indeed Seth!

Why was he meddling in this?

drinks?” The man lifted

hint of provocation.

lip, scanned the bar, and eventually

vodka.

a new concoction, she

the brim with vodka, and put a lemon wedge on the

“Enjoy.”

I finish this

to play with

the mockery in his eyes even though she couldn’t see

was nervous, but she

composure.

you finish

man snorted and picked up the glass in

fixated on the glass in his

and reluctance. This thorny rose might actually be plucked by

someone else.

help but look at the glass. She saw it slowly

consumed every drop.

glass of vodka like that should be quite challenging, even

drug.

had a good tolerance for alcohol, but

glass might just be enough to take him

being affected by it even after

back

to her. “Let’s

in a difficult situation. The crowd around them was

94%

and if she didn’t go along, the bar would

people.

no choice. She could only open the small door behind the bar

out to join the man.

his hand encircled her

her without any warning.

she forgot

taste of alcohol transmitted from the

made her almost lose

exploring her mouth thoroughly, the

heading straight upstairs to

room.

surrounding onlookers were