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.

and she hunched over to

downstairs step

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

while before finally stopping a cab.

made her

to Natasha’s place,

men.

arrived at the residential area,

her daze, Isabella instinctively tried

seems to be a

front,” the driver remarked.

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

the driver’s gaze.

were indeed several men standing close to where Natasha lived,

didn’t recognize. She couldn’t be

so she asked, “Sir, can you go back

where we came from?”

driver didn’t ask anything and immediately turned around,

along the

tense state forced her drunkenness into

to Goldland Lounge, she stumbled out of

ankle starting to throb

the receptionist recognized Isabella,

get the key card.

into someone. She narrowed her

Nicolas.

was stunned as he almost didn’t recognize Isabella. “Isabella, why

you here?”

a crooked smile, Isabella replied,

looked at her ankle. “Is your foot

to sit

sprained it again.”

don’t you take a seat inside the car?”

“I came here to

way! Isabella subconsciously rejected that idea and even

heading inside to look for

you

came forward to support her. “I’ll

inside the car first.”

the discomfort

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