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

cocktail?”

obviously directed at

him, feeling nervous. “It would be

cocktail you made.”

she spoke, her eyes were fixed on the various liquor

strong

took out three glasses. Then,

her, “You shouldn’t drink

enough.”

making Isabella think Seth was going easy on

opened the

the brim without

glasses, a train of

this the cocktail you

leaned against the bar, remarking, “It’s called minimalism.”

a breath. “Very sophisticated.”

good that you understand.” Seth didn’t seem the slightest bit

embarrassed.

continued to play dumb. In the meantime,

enjoyed watching them and would

glasses of that might

this and looked toward Seth.

juice

and smiled.

Simon. “Thank you, Mr.

like

leaned on the bar lazily, pushing a glass of

or else it’s a waste of

spirit.”

whatever you say is right. Isabella looked at the glass in

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

head and downed the entire

chance to

Cough!

her throat down to her

teeth to endure

whole body was on fire, and her brain was a mess,

would burst

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

her. “Eat something

wanted to have some, her peripheral vision caught

she gritted her teeth,

So ruthless. She even came all the way here to give you a

if he couldn’t take this anymore and rapped on

stand drinking one glass, so having two more might