Chapter 79

The Goldland Lounge at 8.00PM.

In a spacious and luxurious private room, Dariel and Simon were playing

billiards while frequently glancing in the direction of the couch and trying not

to burst into laughter.

“Why don’t you be straightforward if you want to sleep with her? Why go

through all this trouble? Getting a cold and fever isn’t worth it.” Dariel was

rejoicing in Seth’s misfortune.

Simon chuckled while playing the role of the good cop. “Mr. Shaffer is a man

of taste. Stop harping on whether he sleeps with her or not.”

“Sorry for being superficial.” Dariel shook his head and lit a cigarette. “I won’t

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wrong myself. When it’s time to act, I won’t show mercy.”

“Not everyone is a pervert like you.” Simon laughed.

Their banter continued, but Seth, who was sitting on the couch, didn’t even

respond. He had been sitting there motionlessly since 6.00PM.

“Achoo!”

There was a sneeze occasionally.

“Go to the hospital. Don’t catch some contagious disease.” Dariel teased him.

Seth took a deep breath and smashed the cup in his hand onto the ground.

“That cup is my property; you’ll have to pay for it.” Dariel continued being

mean.

Seth was speechless.

The atmosphere in the room was rather strange. Dariel and Simon kept joking

about this matter regardless of how unpleasant Seth’s expression became.

a

said casually,

“There’s a Miss

to see

Oh!

a glance, and their eyes were gleaming

They were eager for some

was sitting on the couch with his back facing the door, furrowed

of Isabella’s name.

stern tone. “Tell her

was taken aback and quickly

Dariel stopped the bartender, dropped his cue

“Don’t do that. Maybe she’s mustered up the courage to

you. Being so heartless

at him coldly.

Dariel shrugged while pushing his luck. “This is

so I’ll

blatantly ignored Seth’s expression and

in and bring a

contact with Seth

stay there another

courage to look

response. Suddenly, she was approached by

was the bartender who had gone

the others

was surprised. “Mr. Shaffer is

bartender avoided eye contact and chuckled nervously.

Please go up.”

Isabella even more nervous.

to make things difficult for

numerous thoughts swirling in her mind, she cautiously

was,

knocked, and the door

pulled her into the private room.

for you.

sent shivers down her spine,

her arms.

room and finally spotted the indifferent

couch.

her. He showed no intention

around.

“Mr. Shaffer?” she called.

There was no response.

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