I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 84

Seth entered his study and started a video conference, keeping a straight

face and not giving a single piece of advice throughout it.

When the executives on the other end finished their report but didn’t get

‘lectured,’ they instantly became nervous.

“Mr. Shaffer, what do you think about our proposal?”

Seth replied, “Inappropriate. Change it.”

The crowd was silent.

On the screen, the man’s perfect face looked dark, making others fear him no

matter how handsome he looked.

The executives exchanged glances, hoping one of them would mess up.

While they were hinting at each other with their eyes, they accidentally

wasted too much time.

Seth raised his head, his gaze stern. “Is there anything else?”

“Nope,” everyone answered in unison.

About to end the video conference, Seth ordered, “I want a new proposal

tomorrow morning.”

That left the executives feeling bitter, but they dared not ask anything. They

could only curse at the culprit who angered their boss.

After the meeting ended, Seth sat before his desk with his arms crossed. He

stared sternly at his computer, but his eyes seemed empty.

There was a knock outside the door, and he didn’t need to guess who it was.

“Seth, you should get to rest.” It was the butler’s voice.

Pinching the space between his brows, Seth closed his laptop and got up to

leave.

butler glanced at him and commented,

toward his bedroom, thinking to ask the

about Isabella’s situation but finding it unnecessary. Giving

already generous

his room, he

clean scent of

prepared.” The butler’s voice repeated in

a click of his tongue, Seth probably

inside his room, he discovered there was indeed

his bed.

relaxed posture with her arms beside

on her

far from her, Seth had

deal with the situation before

called

woke up, opening her

him. “Se…

She stops calling

changes to sc*mbag!

his jaw tightly

Isabella.

suddenly chuckled before snorting loudly. “I knew it.”

Seth stood before her, looking

lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling as

you want to sleep with me.”

Silence.

out an alcohol-infused breath.

at Seth and giggled. “Did you

had no idea that this was what

behind his back, constantly bringing up the topic of sleeping

with

her back to him. “Doesn’t she suit your

taste?”

taste?” Seth suddenly found it funny when he heard her

knew him

spoke drunkenly. “Innocent, beautiful, and with a

ponytail.”

of everything she listed, none of them

it, Seth agreed that

preferences.

him with her back