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.

him and commented,

toward his bedroom, thinking to

but finding it

already generous

room, he caught a faint whiff of

the clean scent of

well prepared.” The butler’s voice repeated in his ears.

tongue, Seth probably guessed

discovered there was indeed a woman in

his bed.

her arms beside her face as she lay

on her side,

from her, Seth had a complicated expression, thinking

with the situation before him.

he called her coldly.

and suddenly woke up, opening her eyes and

at him.

well. She

changes to sc*mbag!

jaw tightly as

Isabella.

suddenly chuckled before snorting

what?” Seth stood before her, looking

Isabella lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling

you want to sleep with me.”

Silence.

out an alcohol-infused breath.

and giggled. “Did you

had no

constantly bringing up the topic of sleeping together.

with

back to him.

taste?”

suddenly found it funny when he heard her

knew him well.

her eyes, Isabella spoke drunkenly. “Innocent,

ponytail.”

listed, none of them were

about it, Seth agreed that

preferences.

him with her