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

a response and headed toward his

about Isabella’s situation but finding it unnecessary. Giving her

generous enough.

to his room, he caught

the clean scent of

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

Seth probably guessed the situation and sped

room, he discovered there was indeed a woman

his bed.

with her arms

on her side,

from her, Seth had a complicated expression,

to deal with the situation before him.

he called

woke up, opening her

him.

well. She stops calling me a

changes to sc*mbag!

his eyes, clenching his jaw tightly as he

Isabella.

before snorting loudly. “I

Seth stood before her, looking down at her

bed, staring at the ceiling

you want to sleep with me.”

Silence.

chuckled before letting out an alcohol-infused breath.

at Seth and giggled.

felt his temples throbbing. He had no idea that this was what she was

back, constantly bringing up the topic of

does it have to do with you?” His tone

her back to

taste?”

found it funny when he

him well.

drunkenly. “Innocent,

ponytail.”

none of them were without reason.

that it did match his aesthetic

preferences.

him with her back to him and