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

headed toward his

but finding it unnecessary. Giving her

generous

the door to his room,

clean scent of his room.

well prepared.” The butler’s

his tongue, Seth probably guessed the situation

was inside his room, he discovered there was indeed a

his bed.

with her arms beside her face as she lay

her side,

Seth had a complicated expression, thinking how

deal with the situation

called her coldly.

the sound and suddenly woke up,

him. “Se… Sc*mbag?”

rendered Seth speechless. Very well. She stops calling me

changes to sc*mbag!

clenching his jaw tightly as he stiffly made

Isabella.

snorting loudly. “I knew it.”

looking

the bed, staring at the ceiling as

to sleep with me.”

Silence.

out an alcohol-infused breath. Then, she

Seth and giggled. “Did you

no idea that this was what

back, constantly bringing up the topic of sleeping

does it have to do with you?” His tone

turned her back to him.

taste?”

taste?” Seth suddenly found it funny when

knew him well.

her eyes, Isabella spoke drunkenly.

ponytail.”

listed, none of them were

it, Seth agreed that it did

preferences.

lay beside him with her back to him and scattered