Chapter 82 Deal With That Man Sooner or Later

Seth grabbed the glass before Isabella could, raised it to his lips, and finished

it in one fell swoop.

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He placed the empty glass on the table and met Isabella’s confused gaze.

“Three cups are finished, so you can leave now.”

Isabella had been eagerly waiting for that word ‘leave,’ and hearing it made

her almost tear up out of gratefulness. She clutched her stomach, struggled

to get off the

stool, and stared at Seth. “Mr. Shaffer, you have to keep

your word.”

But Seth bowed his head to mix another drink, not bothering to acknowledge

her. He casually mixed a few different liquors into a glass and brought it to his

lips.

Isabella reminded him, “You still have a fever. It’s better not to drink.” If you get

sick because of this, I’ll be implicated.

Impatiently raising his head, Seth rebuked, “Are you not leaving?”

Isabella gritted her teeth and hurriedly headed out the door.

Behind her, Dariel clicked his tongue. “So ruthless.”

Isabella ignored him and gently closed the door before turning around and

weakly leaning against the door.

Now that the door separated them, she was finally spared from letting Seth

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see her embarrassment.

dawn, and she hunched over to relieve her

way downstairs

it wasn’t easy to hail a cab at this hour, Isabella stood beside

long while before finally stopping a cab. When she got in,

drop made her

returned to

men.

arrived at the residential area, the driver stopped

her daze, Isabella instinctively tried to open

seems

front,” the driver remarked.

comment seemed to have cleared up Isabella’s mind,

the driver’s gaze.

were indeed several men standing close to where Natasha lived,

be sure if they were Louis’

safety, so she asked, “Sir, can

where we came from?”

ask anything

issues along

forced her

returned to Goldland Lounge, she stumbled out of the car and

starting to throb

around, the receptionist

a problem for her to get the key card. Then, Isabella limped

She narrowed her

Nicolas.

he almost

you here?”

a crooked smile, Isabella replied, “I have

noticed her stance and looked at her ankle. “Is your

sit down, she replied,

sprained it again.”

inside the

and beamed. “I came here to fetch

subconsciously rejected that

to look

trouble you and Mr.

Nicolas insisted and came forward to support her. “I’ll help

inside the car first.”

Along with the discomfort in her stomach, brain,

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