Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

Chapter 82

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 to

her way downstairs

wasn’t easy to hail a cab at

while before finally stopping a cab. When

made

still returned to Natasha’s place, lest

men.

at the residential area, the driver

Isabella instinctively

not get down. There seems to be a group of hooligans

front,” the driver remarked.

cleared up Isabella’s

the driver’s gaze.

several men standing close to where Natasha lived,

couldn’t be sure

her own safety, so she asked, “Sir, can you go back

where we came from?”

didn’t ask anything and immediately

safety issues along

her drunkenness into

to Goldland Lounge, she stumbled out of

to

around, the receptionist

get the

someone. She narrowed

Nicolas.

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

you here?”

crooked smile, Isabella replied,

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

Isabella desperately wanted to sit down, she replied, “I

sprained it again.”

seat inside the car?” Nicolas jiggled the car keys

and beamed. “I came here to

Isabella subconsciously rejected that

I’m heading inside to look for my friend. There’s no

trouble you

Nicolas insisted and came forward

inside the car first.”

hurt. Along with the discomfort in her

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