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.

nearly dawn, and she hunched over

downstairs step by

cab at this hour, Isabella stood beside

finally stopping a cab. When she got in,

drop made her

end, she still returned to Natasha’s

men.

at the residential area, the driver stopped the

her daze, Isabella instinctively tried to

get down. There seems to

front,” the driver remarked.

comment seemed to have cleared up Isabella’s mind, and she

the driver’s gaze.

standing close to

she didn’t recognize. She couldn’t be sure

dare risk her own safety, so

where we came from?”

didn’t ask anything and immediately turned around,

along the way

forced her

Goldland Lounge, she

starting to

wasn’t around, the receptionist recognized Isabella,

for her to get the

bumped into someone. She narrowed her eyes and realized it

Nicolas.

he almost

you here?”

Isabella replied,

and looked at her ankle. “Is your

Isabella desperately wanted to sit

sprained it again.”

take a seat inside the car?” Nicolas jiggled the car

hand and beamed. “I came here to fetch

that idea

I’m heading inside to look for my friend.

you

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

inside the car first.”

hurt. Along with the discomfort in her stomach, brain,

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