Leave Me Alone, Mr Shaffer by Diana Tenny novel Chapter 79

Chapter 79

The Goldland Lounge at 8.00PM.

In a spacious and luxurious private room, Dariel and Simon were playing

billiards while frequently glancing in the direction of the couch and trying not

to burst into laughter.

“Why don’t you be straightforward if you want to sleep with her? Why go

through all this trouble? Getting a cold and fever isn’t worth it.” Dariel was

rejoicing in Seth’s misfortune.

Simon chuckled while playing the role of the good cop. “Mr. Shaffer is a man

of taste. Stop harping on whether he sleeps with her or not.”

“Sorry for being superficial.” Dariel shook his head and lit a cigarette. “I won’t

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wrong myself. When it’s time to act, I won’t show mercy.”

“Not everyone is a pervert like you.” Simon laughed.

Their banter continued, but Seth, who was sitting on the couch, didn’t even

respond. He had been sitting there motionlessly since 6.00PM.

“Achoo!”

There was a sneeze occasionally.

“Go to the hospital. Don’t catch some contagious disease.” Dariel teased him.

Seth took a deep breath and smashed the cup in his hand onto the ground.

“That cup is my property; you’ll have to pay for it.” Dariel continued being

mean.

Seth was speechless.

The atmosphere in the room was rather strange. Dariel and Simon kept joking

about this matter regardless of how unpleasant Seth’s expression became.

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

Dariel said casually, “Come in.”

A bartender entered before whispering, “There’s a Miss Symons outside. She

said she wants to see Mr. Shaffer.”

Oh!

Dariel and Simon exchanged a glance, and their eyes were gleaming with

curiosity. They were eager for some gossip.

Seth, who was sitting on the couch with his back facing the door, furrowed his

brows instinctively at the mention of Isabella’s name. After a brief pause, he

immediately adopted a stern tone. “Tell her to leave!”

The bartender was taken aback and quickly nodded.

“Wait.” Dariel stopped the bartender, dropped his cue stick, and said to Seth

with a smile, “Don’t do that. Maybe she’s mustered up the courage to come

see you. Being so heartless might hurt her feelings.”

Seth glanced at him coldly. “It’s none of your business.”

“I won’t interfere then.” Dariel shrugged while pushing his luck. “This is my

territory, so I’ll let Isabella in.”

After saying that, he blatantly ignored Seth’s expression and instructed the

bartender, “Let her in and bring a few bottles of good wine.”

”

The bartender avoided eye contact with Seth and hurriedly left the room. He