Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

Vodka proved to be a potent liquor. After taking a sip, Christopher’s face twisted in distaste, and his movements slowed down.

Isabella sneered inwardly and poured him a third glass without hesitation.

Christopher was about to take it, but his hand suddenly froze in mid-air.

“Another one,” he declared.

Isabella was taken aback. “What?”

“I want to toast to Mr. Shaffer. He displayed excellent shooting skills just now, and I admit defeat.”

Isabella felt a sinking feeling in her heart.

Seth’s arm might have been injured from the earlier shooting. Drinking more could lead to trouble.

But it was difficult to back out now. It would reflect poorly on Seth if he couldn’t even handle a glass of liquor.

As she pondered, she slowly poured the liquor.

Christopher took the glass, deliberately sweeping his gaze across Isabella’s face, only to find a smile.

He walked toward Seth with the glass in hand, offering it with one hand. “Mr. Shaffer, would you do me the honor?”

refused, he would

way, it wouldn’t

intervened in the shooting competition; she couldn’t intervene in the drinking as well, or it would be

his gaze sweeping over Christopher’s hand,

watched from a distance, feeling

to distract him from Seth, but it had only brought more trouble.

a glass of

for his

sigh of relief, Christopher asked her to pour another

too much is not

glasses.” Christopher

pour the liquor with tense hands.

sides were at a stalemate.

commotion outside. The door was rudely pushed open.

someone exclaimed.

Two groups of people walked in from the entrance, their presence imposing and chilling.

tall with a military-style

two perfect shots just now and was curious about who made them.”

Stones is

up. Christopher set down his glass

sharp. He spotted Seth at a glance. “Seth, you’re here as well?”