I Quit Mr. Shaffer ( Isabella Symons ) Chapter 79
I Quit, Mr. Shaffer ( Isabella Symons )
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.
âWhy donât you be straightforward if you want to sleep with her? Why go
through all this trouble? Getting a cold and fever isnât worth it.â Dariel was
rejoicing in Sethâs misfortune.
Simon chuckled while playing the role of the good cop. âMr. Shaffer is a man
of taste. Stop harping on whether he sleeps with her or not.â
âSorry for being superficial.â Dariel shook his head and lit a cigarette. âI wonât
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wrong myself. When itâs time to act, I wonât show mercy.â
âNot everyone is a pervert like you.â Simon laughed.
Their banter continued, but Seth, who was sitting on the couch, didnât even
respond. He had been sitting there motionlessly since 6.00PM.
âAchoo!â
There was a sneeze occasionally.
âGo to the hospital. Donât catch some contagious disease.â Dariel teased him.
Seth took a deep breath and smashed the cup in his hand onto the ground.
âThat cup is my property; youâll have to pay for it.â 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 Sethâs expression became.
Just then, there was a knock at the door.
Dariel said casually, âCome in.â
A bartender entered before whispering, âThereâs a Miss Symons outside. She
said she wants to see Mr. Shaffer.â
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 Isabellaâs name. After a brief pause, he
immediately adopted a stern tone. âTell her to leave!â
The bartender was taken aback and quickly nodded.
âWait.â Dariel stopped the bartender, dropped his cue stick, and said to Seth
with a smile, âDonât do that. Maybe sheâs mustered up the courage to come
see you. Being so heartless might hurt her feelings.â
Seth glanced at him coldly. âItâs none of your business.â
âI wonât interfere then.â Dariel shrugged while pushing his luck. âThis is my
territory, so Iâll let Isabella in.â
After saying that, he blatantly ignored Sethâs expression and instructed the
bartender, âLet her in and bring a few bottles of good wine.â
â
The bartender avoided eye contact with Seth and hurriedly left the room. He
didnât want to stay there another second.
Isabella gathered her courage to look for Seth. She was waiting downstairs,
but there wasnât any response. Suddenly, she was approached by someone.
It was the bartender who had gone up to deliver the message moments ago.
âMiss Symons, Mr. Shaffer and the others are waiting for you upstairs.â
Isabella was surprised. âMr. Shaffer is willing to see me?â
The bartender avoided eye contact and chuckled nervously. âOf course.
Please go up.â
This made Isabella even more nervous. Something seemed off; Seth might
be planning to make things difficult for her.
With numerous thoughts swirling in her mind, she cautiously made her way
upstairs. The quieter it was, the more uneasy she felt.
She knocked, and the door opened immediately.
Dariel came out smiling and pulled her into the private room. âMr. Shaffer is
waiting for you. Hurry in.â
His teasing tone sent shivers down her spine, and goosebumps formed on
her arms.
She glanced around the room and finally spotted the indifferent figure on the
couch.
Seth had his back turned toward her. He showed no intention of turning
around.
âMr. Shaffer?â she called.
There was no response.
âHe took a cold shower last night and caught a fever and a cold. Heâs
probably not in the right state of mind.â Dariel gestured toward his temple
playfully while looking at Isabella with an insinuating gaze.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she swallowed hard before quickly putting on
a smile.
âA cold shower?â She exaggerated her tone while adopting a fawning
manner. âMr. Shaffer, why donât you take better care of yourself?â
Pfft!
Simon couldnât contain his laughter. He raised an eyebrow at Isabella and
said, âSomeone played a trick on him.â
Isabella suppressed her urge to smile and looked in Sethâs direction. This jerk
had treated her like air ever since she entered.
She summoned her courage to approach him and stood next to the couch.
She leaned forward and suddenly brought her face close to Sethâs. âMr.
Seth was determined to embarrass her initially. He had no intention of saying
a word to her, but when she suddenly appeared in front of him, he couldnât
help but glance at her.
Her black belted long dress highlighted her exquisite figure, and every curve
was perfectly defined. She had a perfect figure, which made her very alluring.
He felt a dryness in his throat. He immediately recalled the kiss from last
night and the cold water pouring down from above. Any romantic thoughts
vanished instantly.
âStay away from me, and stop flashing your ghostly face in front of me.â
She felt his temperature and then hers before saying with great concern, âOh
my! The fever hasnât subsided yet.â
Seth was speechless.