I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 82

Chapter 82 Deal With That Man Sooner or Later

Seth grabbed the glass before Isabella could, raised it to his lips, and finished

it in one fell swoop.

Tap!

He placed the empty glass on the table and met Isabella’s confused gaze.

“Three cups are finished, so you can leave now.”

Isabella had been eagerly waiting for that word ‘leave,’ and hearing it made

her almost tear up out of gratefulness. She clutched her stomach, struggled

to get off the

stool, and stared at Seth. “Mr. Shaffer, you have to keep

your word.”

But Seth bowed his head to mix another drink, not bothering to acknowledge

her. He casually mixed a few different liquors into a glass and brought it to his

lips.

Isabella reminded him, “You still have a fever. It’s better not to drink.” If you get

sick because of this, I’ll be implicated.

Impatiently raising his head, Seth rebuked, “Are you not leaving?”

Isabella gritted her teeth and hurriedly headed out the door.

Behind her, Dariel clicked his tongue. “So ruthless.”

Isabella ignored him and gently closed the door before turning around and

weakly leaning against the door.

Now that the door separated them, she was finally spared from letting Seth

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see her embarrassment.

hunched over to relieve

way downstairs step by

hail a cab at this hour,

finally stopping a cab.

made her

Natasha’s place, lest she bump into

men.

area, the driver stopped the car.

tried to open the

There seems

the driver

to have cleared up Isabella’s mind, and she

the driver’s gaze.

men standing close to where Natasha lived,

didn’t recognize. She couldn’t be sure if

so she asked, “Sir, can you

we came

driver didn’t ask anything and immediately

along the way back.

state forced her drunkenness into a

Lounge, she stumbled

starting to throb in

the receptionist recognized Isabella,

get the key card. Then, Isabella

someone. She narrowed her

Nicolas.

didn’t

you here?”

smile, Isabella replied, “I have some business here.”

stance and looked at her ankle.

wanted to sit down, she replied,

sprained it again.”

seat inside the car?”

beamed. “I came here to

way! Isabella subconsciously rejected that idea and even

I’m heading inside to look for

you and Mr. Shaffer.”

forward to support her. “I’ll

the car

with the discomfort in her

aching

argue with Nicolas.

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