I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 81

Isabella guessed that Seth wouldn’t easily agree to her request, but at this

point, even if he asked her for a star in the sky, she would have to

immediately get a ladder.

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The man sat next to her, a hint of malicious intent flashing in his eyes. “Do you

know who caused me to get drenched in cold water last night?”

His tone sounded casual, nothing like an accusation, but that still sent chills

down Isabella’s spine. Don’t tell me he wants me to take a cold shower.

She clenched her skirt, forcing a stiff smile. “I don’t know.”

“A woman who doesn’t know better.” The man suddenly turned serious and

emphasized each word, “If I catch her, I’ll make her regret her actions.”

Isabella remained silent.

“Do you agree?” Seth asked.

Isabella awkwardly chuckled. “You’re right. Serves her right.”

“But before I was drenched, I had to drink three glasses of strong liquor

because of her.” Seth snorted and asked, “How do you suppose I get even

with her?”

Isabella felt a shiver run down her spine as she closed her eyes, boldly

suggesting, “Make her drink the same amount of drinks!”

Seth clapped. “Good idea.”

In the meantime, Isabella was bleeding inside. Staring at the man’s neck, she

felt an urge to bite him, splattering his blood everywhere.

“Do you need some liquor?” Dariel, who had been watching the scene, came

forward with glistening eyes. “I have plenty here. You can drink whatever you

want.”

toward the bar. “How

cocktail?”

obviously directed at Isabella.

and approached him, feeling nervous. “It would

a cocktail you made.”

spoke, her eyes were fixed on the various liquor

hand. They were all strong liquors, including vodka

behind the bar and randomly took

shouldn’t drink too

enough.”

making Isabella think Seth was going easy on

opened the vodka bottle

to the brim without hesitation.

glasses, a train of curses

“Is this the cocktail you made?”

bar, remarking, “It’s called minimalism.”

Isabella released a

understand.” Seth didn’t seem

embarrassed.

continued to

and Dariel enjoyed watching them and would intervene occasionally.

of that might harm

with this and looked toward Seth.

juice into it.”

smiled. “Would you like some juice?”

and shrugged at Simon. “Thank you,

particularly like

the bar lazily, pushing a glass of vodka

or else it’s a waste of such a

spirit.”

right. Isabella looked at the

to Seth. “Thank you, Mr.

she raised her head and

chance to regret it.

Cough!

burning her throat down to her stomach,

her teeth to endure

her whole body was on

it would burst in the next second.

was a bit worried, so he picked up a plate of

to her. “Eat something to ease

to have some, her peripheral vision caught Seth’s

her teeth, shaking her head silently.

the way here to give you

if he couldn’t take this anymore and rapped on the

stand drinking one glass, so having two more might