Chapter 79


    The Golnd Lounge at 8.00PM.


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


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


    to burst intoughter.


    “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 ying 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.” Simonughed.


    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 asionally.


    “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 nce, 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 Isabe’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 toe


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


    Seth nced 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 Isabe in.”


    After saying that, he tantly 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


    didn’t want to stay there another second.


    Isabe gathered her courage to look for Seth. She was waiting downstairs,


    but there wasn’t any response. Suddenly, she was approached by someone.


    It was the bartender who had gone up to deliver the message moments ago.


    “Miss Symons, Mr. Shaffer and the others are waiting for you upstairs.”


    Isabe was surprised. “Mr. Shaffer is willing to see me?”


    The bartender avoided eye contact and chuckled nervously. “Of course.


    Please go up.”


    This made Isabe even more nervous. Something seemed off; Seth might


    be nning 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. “Mr. Shaffer is


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    waiting for you. Hurry in.”


    His teasing tone sent shivers down her spine, and goosebumps formed on


    her arms.


    She nced 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.


    “Mr. Shaffer?” she called.


    There was no response.


    “He took a cold showerst night and caught a fever and a cold. He’s


    probably not in the right state of mind.” Dariel gestured toward his temple


    yfully while looking at Isabe with an insinuating gaze.


    Her heart skipped a beat, and she swallowed hard before quickly putting on


    a smile.


    “A cold shower?” She exaggerated her tone while adopting a fawning


    manner. “Mr. Shaffer, why don’t you take better care of yourself?”


    Pfft!


    Simon couldn’t contain hisughter. He raised an eyebrow at Isabe and


    said, “Someone yed a trick on him.”


    Isabe suppressed her urge to smile and looked in Seth’s 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 Seth’s. “Mr.


    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 couldn’t


    help but nce at her.


    Her ck 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 fromst


    night and the cold water pouring down from above. Any romantic thoughts


    vanished instantly.


    “Stay away from me, and stop shing your ghostly face in front of me.”


    She felt his temperature and then hers before saying with great concern, “Oh


    my! The fever hasn’t subsided yet.”


    Seth was speechless.