I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

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 her

her way downstairs step

hail a cab at this

while before finally stopping a cab. When she got

drop made her

Natasha’s

men.

they arrived at the residential area, the driver

instinctively tried to open the

better not get down. There seems to be

the driver remarked.

seemed to have cleared up Isabella’s mind, and

the driver’s gaze.

men standing close to where Natasha lived, all of

couldn’t be sure if

didn’t dare risk her own safety, so she asked,

we came from?”

and immediately turned around,

issues along the way

state forced her drunkenness into a

they returned to Goldland Lounge, she stumbled out of the car and

starting to throb in pain again.

wasn’t around, the receptionist recognized Isabella,

for her to get the key card. Then, Isabella limped to the door

into someone. She narrowed her eyes and realized

Nicolas.

was stunned as he almost didn’t recognize

you here?”

crooked smile, Isabella replied,

stance and looked at her ankle. “Is your

sit down, she replied, “I

sprained it again.”

don’t you take a seat inside the car?” Nicolas jiggled the car

hand and beamed. “I came

subconsciously rejected that idea and even took a step

heading inside to look

you and Mr. Shaffer.”

insisted and came forward to support her. “I’ll

car first.”

head hurt. Along with the discomfort in her stomach, brain,

she felt her whole body was aching

argue with Nicolas.