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!

was he

no more drinks?” The man lifted his chin slightly, and his words

a hint of provocation.

scanned the bar, and eventually settled on a bottle of

vodka.

mix a new concoction, she

to the brim with vodka, and put a

“Enjoy.”

you leave with me after I finish this

to play with her emotions.

sense the mockery in his eyes even

rest of his face. She was nervous, but she

composure.

you finish

picked up the

eyes were fixated on the glass in his hand.

rose might

someone else.

couldn’t help but look at the glass. She saw it slowly deplete as

consumed every

should be quite challenging,

drug.

tolerance for alcohol, but

might just be enough to take him down.

of him being affected by it even after the man

back

reached out to

situation. The crowd around

94%

didn’t go along, the bar would probably be

people.

She could only open the small door

out to join the man.

pulled her close abruptly, his hand encircled her neck,

without any

she forgot to push him away.

the taste of alcohol transmitted from the

her and made her almost lose

mouth thoroughly, the man suddenly released her

the crowd before heading straight

room.

from the surrounding onlookers were