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.”

the bar. “How about I personally make

cocktail?”

obviously directed

and approached him, feeling nervous. “It would be my honor

a cocktail you made.”

were fixed on the various liquor

all strong liquors,

behind the bar and randomly took out three glasses.

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

enough.”

think

Seth opened

to the brim without

glasses, a train of curses popped

the cocktail

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

Isabella released a breath. “Very

you understand.” Seth didn’t seem the

embarrassed.

to play

and Dariel enjoyed watching them

might

with this and looked toward Seth. “It would be

fruit juice into it.”

Isabella and smiled. “Would

and shrugged at Simon.

like fruit

on the bar lazily, pushing a glass of vodka

else it’s a

spirit.”

boss; whatever you say is right.

it to Seth. “Thank you, Mr. Shaffer, for lending me

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

herself a chance

Cough!

like a fire was burning her throat down to her

curled up, gritting her teeth to endure the

whole body was on fire, and her brain

would burst in

so

to her. “Eat something to ease

wanted to have some,

her teeth, shaking her head silently.

She even came all the way here to

this anymore and rapped on the table. “You

glass, so having