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.

glanced at him and commented, “Everything is

toward his bedroom, thinking to ask

but finding it

already generous

the door to his room, he caught a faint

with the clean scent of his

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

probably guessed the situation and sped

he discovered there was indeed

his bed.

relaxed posture with her arms beside her face as she lay

on her

Seth had a complicated expression,

deal with the situation

he called her coldly.

woke up, opening her eyes

him. “Se…

Seth speechless. Very well. She stops calling

changes to sc*mbag!

jaw tightly as he

Isabella.

snorting loudly. “I knew it.”

before her, looking

bed, staring at

want to sleep

Silence.

chuckled before letting out an alcohol-infused breath.

giggled. “Did you

had no idea that this was what she was

back, constantly bringing up the

it have to do with you?” His tone sounded

her tongue and turned her back to him. “Doesn’t she suit

taste?”

found it funny when he

him well.

Isabella spoke drunkenly.

ponytail.”

she listed, none of them were without

Seth agreed that it did

preferences.

Isabella lay beside him with her back to him and