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 her was

indeed Seth!

was he meddling in this?

drinks?” The man lifted his chin slightly, and his words

a hint of provocation.

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

vodka.

a new concoction, she switched to a

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

“Enjoy.”

you leave with me after I finish this drink?” The man spoke softly. He was

to play with her emotions.

the mockery in his eyes even though

face. She was nervous, but she had to maintain her

composure.

you finish without falling.”

snorted and picked up the glass in front

the glass in his hand. There was a mix

and reluctance. This thorny rose might

someone else.

look at the glass. She saw

every

glass of vodka like that should be quite challenging,

drug.

had a good tolerance for alcohol, but he

just be enough to take

of him being affected by it even after

back

reached out to her.

difficult situation. The crowd

94%

the bar would probably be stormed by

people.

She could only open the small door behind the bar and

out to join

abruptly, his hand encircled

her without any warning.

she forgot to

around her, the taste of alcohol transmitted

made her almost lose her footing.

exploring her mouth thoroughly, the man suddenly

before heading straight upstairs to

room.

remarks from the surrounding onlookers were like