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.

now confirmed her

indeed Seth!

was he meddling in

more drinks?” The man lifted his chin

hint of provocation.

bít her lip, scanned the bar, and eventually settled on a bottle of

vodka.

new concoction, she switched

with vodka, and put a lemon wedge on the glass.

“Enjoy.”

finish this

suspense just to play

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

his face. She was nervous,

composure.

you finish without falling.”

man snorted and picked up the glass in front of

in

rose might actually be

someone else.

look at the glass. She saw

every

that should be quite challenging, even without any

drug.

a good tolerance for alcohol, but he wasn’t

might just be enough to

being affected by it even after the man

back to

reached out to her.

situation. The crowd

94%

she didn’t go along, the bar would probably be stormed by

people.

no choice. She could only open

to join the man.

abruptly, his hand encircled her neck, and he leaned in to

without

went blank, and she forgot to push him away. Amidst

her, the taste of alcohol transmitted from the man’s lips

and made her almost lose her footing.

her mouth thoroughly, the

heading straight upstairs to a private

room.

remarks from the surrounding onlookers