Leave Me Alone, Mr Shaffer by Diana Tenny novel Chapter 81

Chapter 81

Isabella guessed that Seth wouldn’t easily agree to her request, but at this

point, even if he asked her for a star in the sky, she would have to

immediately get a ladder.

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The man sat next to her, a hint of malicious intent flashing in his eyes. “Do you

know who caused me to get drenched in cold water last night?”

His tone sounded casual, nothing like an accusation, but that still sent chills

down Isabella’s spine. Don’t tell me he wants me to take a cold shower.

She clenched her skirt, forcing a stiff smile. “I don’t know.”

“A woman who doesn’t know better.” The man suddenly turned serious and

emphasized each word, “If I catch her, I’ll make her regret her actions.”

Isabella remained silent.

“Do you agree?” Seth asked.

Isabella awkwardly chuckled. “You’re right. Serves her right.”

“But before I was drenched, I had to drink three glasses of strong liquor

because of her.” Seth snorted and asked, “How do you suppose I get even

with her?”

Isabella felt a shiver run down her spine as she closed her eyes, boldly

suggesting, “Make her drink the same amount of drinks!”

Seth clapped. “Good idea.”

In the meantime, Isabella was bleeding inside. Staring at the man’s neck, she

felt an urge to bite him, splattering his blood everywhere.

“Do you need some liquor?” Dariel, who had been watching the scene, came

forward with glistening eyes. “I have plenty here. You can drink whatever you

want.”

Getting up, Seth strode toward the bar. “How about I personally make you a

cocktail?”

Those words were obviously directed at Isabella.

Isabella got up and approached him, feeling nervous. “It would be my honor

to drink a cocktail you made.”

While she spoke, her eyes were fixed on the various liquor bottles beside

Seth’s hand. They were all strong liquors, including vodka and brandy.

Seth went behind the bar and randomly took out three glasses. Then, he said

to Isabella while looking at her, “You shouldn’t drink too much. Three glasses is

enough.”

The glasses weren’t large, making Isabella think Seth was going easy on her,

but just as she felt relieved, Seth opened the vodka bottle and filled all three

glasses to the brim without hesitation.

While Isabella looked at the three glasses, a train of curses popped into her

head. “Is this the cocktail you made?”

Seth leaned against the bar, remarking, “It’s called minimalism.”

Bullsh*t! Isabella released a breath. “Very sophisticated.”

“It’s good that you understand.” Seth didn’t seem the slightest bit

embarrassed.

Their banter continued as they continued to play dumb. In the meantime,

Simon and Dariel enjoyed watching them and would intervene occasionally.

“Drinking three glasses of that might harm a woman’s health.” Simon

somewhat disagreed with this and looked toward Seth. “It would be better to

mix some fruit juice into it.”