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 personally

cocktail?”

words were obviously

up and approached him, feeling nervous. “It would be

drink a cocktail you made.”

were fixed on the various liquor bottles

strong liquors, including vodka and brandy.

behind the bar and randomly took out three glasses. Then, he

looking at her, “You shouldn’t drink too much. Three

enough.”

making Isabella think Seth was going

felt relieved, Seth opened the vodka

the brim

Isabella looked at the three glasses, a train of

the

against the bar, remarking,

released a breath. “Very

understand.” Seth didn’t seem

embarrassed.

continued as they continued to play

Dariel enjoyed watching them and

might harm a

with this and looked toward Seth. “It would

fruit juice into

smiled. “Would you like some juice?”

Simon. “Thank you,

like

on the bar lazily, pushing a glass

else

spirit.”

you say is right.

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

her head and downed the entire glass without

herself a chance

Cough!

was burning her throat down to her stomach, and Isabella

curled up, gritting her teeth to endure the indescribable

on

it would burst in the next second.

so he picked up a plate of

to her. “Eat something to ease the

some, her peripheral vision

gritted her teeth, shaking

all the way here to give you a gift.” Simon

he couldn’t take this anymore

one glass, so having