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.”

“How about I

cocktail?”

were obviously

him, feeling nervous. “It would

cocktail

were fixed on the

strong liquors, including vodka and brandy.

the bar and randomly took out

“You shouldn’t drink too much. Three

enough.”

large, making Isabella think

opened the vodka

the brim without hesitation.

glasses, a train of curses popped

this the cocktail

leaned against the bar, remarking, “It’s called

Isabella released a breath.

understand.” Seth didn’t seem

embarrassed.

as they continued to play dumb.

enjoyed watching them and would

might

toward

some fruit juice

smiled. “Would you like some juice?”

and shrugged at Simon. “Thank you, Mr. Gates,

particularly like

lazily, pushing a glass of

pure, or else it’s a waste of such a

spirit.”

is right. Isabella looked at the glass in front

and raised it to Seth. “Thank you, Mr. Shaffer, for

that, she raised her head and downed the entire glass without

chance to regret

Cough!

her

gritting her teeth to endure the

her whole body was on fire,

would burst in

worried, so

her. “Eat something to ease the feeling.”

have some, her peripheral vision caught

face, and she gritted her

She even came all the way here to

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

glass, so having two more