Leave Me Alone, Mr Shaffer by Diana Tenny

Chapter 73

The man swallowed the drink and barely registered the taste before

suddenly feeling dizzy and nearly falling backward.

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Upon seeing Isabella adding extra alcohol to the man’s drink, the bartender

knew he wouldn’t last a minute and signaled the security to take him away.

Indeed, the man collapsed as soon as the security intervened.

A group of men whistled as their gaze toward Isabella changed slightly.

Isabella felt relieved and a bit woozy as she remarked coolly, “You can’t even

handle a drink, yet you want to take me away.”

She didn’t lower her voice, so many around heard her words.

“Does that mean if someone doesn’t collapse after drinking your drink, they

can take you away?” Someone seized the opportunity and challenged

Isabella.

She glanced at the bartender, who discreetly handed her a bottle from under

the counter. The message was clear.

Add a lethal dose, and no one can take you away.

“Sure.” Isabella gained confidence and played along immediately. “As long as

someone can drink three consecutive glasses, I’ll leave with him.”

The present crowd were experts at drinking. Facing Isabella’s exceptional

allure, plenty of them were eager to offer themselves.

Isabella skillfully mixed drinks. Each glass was seemingly different but had

essentially the same base.

Each challenger failed after just one glass.

As she reached the fifth challenger, the atmosphere heated up. Men didn’t

back down when their pride was challenged.

A muscular man stepped up and surprisingly didn’t collapse after a single

drink.

crowd erupted in cheers

him. He

jests and

fall after the first two drinks,

as it wasn’t alcohol

anyone,

the second glass and placed it in

“Sir, please.”

man was already dazed. His hand

glass, and his eyes were

the cheering crowd pressured him, and he

down the

two… He

was surprised, and

“Third glass! Third glass!”

perfect unison

while secretly holding the special item the

had given her.

was a loud

crashed onto the

unconscious.

chorus of disapproving sounds filled

relief as she knew she didn’t need to waste

substance.

man

potent the drinks

did

scanned the area and noticed

sat at the bar counter and mixed herself a glass of fruit

so much her eyes

felt a bit tipsy and lightheaded, but her mind remained clear.

a tune absentmindedly and

Knock. Knock.

two tapping

her head

man wearing a silver mask stood at the bar counter, and his

surface as he

counter while facing

as the colorful lights were behind him. Even the lower half of

the mask,

were aesthetically pleasing, with a delightful shade

after

and felt the voice was familiar. She

man in front of her

Se… Seth?

couldn’t teleport. He should be in

but he seemed even more impatient

tapped the table repeatedly.

“Drink.”