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.

just now confirmed her suspicions-the man before her

indeed Seth!

it! Why was he

drinks?” The man lifted his chin slightly, and

a hint of provocation.

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

vodka.

bothering to mix a new concoction, she

it to the brim with vodka, and

“Enjoy.”

finish this drink?” The man

the suspense just to play with her emotions.

his eyes even

of his face. She was nervous, but she had to

composure.

finish

up the glass in

glass in his hand. There was a mix

This thorny rose might actually be

someone else.

the glass. She saw it slowly deplete as

consumed every drop.

glass of vodka like that should be quite challenging, even without

drug.

tolerance for alcohol, but he wasn’t invincible.

just be enough to take

was no sign of him being affected by it

back to

to her. “Let’s

a difficult situation. The

94%

if she didn’t go along, the bar

people.

no choice. She could only open the small

out to join the man.

encircled her neck, and he leaned

her without any

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

her, the taste of alcohol

her

exploring her mouth thoroughly, the

her through the crowd before heading straight upstairs

room.

from the surrounding onlookers