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.

Tap!

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.

was nearly dawn, and she hunched over to relieve her drowsiness

downstairs step

wasn’t easy to hail a cab at

long while before finally stopping a

drop made her

the end, she still returned to Natasha’s place, lest she

men.

at the residential area, the driver

daze, Isabella instinctively tried to open

down. There seems to be a group of

front,” the driver remarked.

comment seemed to have cleared up

the driver’s gaze.

men standing close

couldn’t be sure if they

safety, so she

where we came from?”

anything and immediately turned

safety issues along the way

state forced her drunkenness

she stumbled out of

to throb in pain

Natasha wasn’t around, the receptionist

her to get the key card. Then, Isabella

She narrowed her

Nicolas.

he almost didn’t recognize

you here?”

replied, “I

noticed her stance and looked at her ankle. “Is

sit down, she replied,

sprained it again.”

inside the car?” Nicolas jiggled

beamed. “I came here

way! Isabella subconsciously rejected that idea

I’m heading inside to look for my friend.

trouble you and Mr.

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

inside the car first.”

Along with the discomfort in her

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