Leave Me Alone, Mr Shaffer by Diana Tenny

Chapter 72

Isabella was shocked and speechless as she stared at Natasha.

They had always been open about everything, but Natasha had never

mentioned being pregnant.

“How is that possible? I see you every week…” Isabella tried to comprehend.

Natasha lit a cigarette and remarked casually, “I aborted the child on Monday

and was back at the store to work on Friday.”

Isabella’s heart skipped a beat. She clenched the clothes in her hands tightly.

“Dariel… he.

“He’s a b*stard.” Natasha took a deep drag from her cigarette. She was still

smiling, but her tone was icy. “But he’s a b*stard who keeps his promises.”

Abort the child, and you’ll get 100 million.

The coldness of those words made Isabella shiver when she thought about it,

let alone what Natasha had to face firsthand.

“That’s enough. Don’t be sad.” Natasha helped fix Isabella’s hair before patting

her shoulder. “I don’t feel anything anymore. Now, I’m only interested in

money.”

Isabella shrugged, and her expression was calm as she changed the subject

quickly. “Are there handsome guys here?”

“Yes!” Natasha clicked her tongue twice before leaning in and hooking her

arm around Isabella’s shoulder. “The second young master of Cliffgate

Construction has a striking appearance, but when he gets on stage and

starts to move his waist… it’s just incredible!”

“I’ll wear a mask later and try to flirt with him.” Isabella laughed.

“Hurry! Otherwise, he will soon be snatched up.” Natasha clapped, and she

seemed unaffected by the previous conversation as she swayed slightly with

a hint of allure.

didn’t reveal her emotions, as Natasha didn’t seem to want

it. Instead, she focused on

repeatedly checking her makeup.

few more exchanges, the atmosphere returned

her as they left, and they were

masks.

for not getting intimate with others,

here today. Don’t hold

to your place aren’t here to avoid getting

others.” Isabella chuckled.

tapped Isabella’s

yourself. If you can’t,

Humans were primal.

the stairs

on their way down. She could tell that both

even though half of

the men kissed their hands.

entering

and was

her much in pole

contact

no mind to others while dancing joyfully for herself. She was

and even grabbed the spot of the pole

while

executed daring moves.

cheers nearly lifted the roof. A

gleaming through their masks,

Isabella.

her face covered, it

lips and her outfit accentuated her

yet mysterious, and they left the

the performance, some men attempted to join the dance

and ended

entire atmosphere was under Isabella’s

and this action was projected onto the screens

lips and tongue captivated the men

from her dancing and felt

to the bar

as if she were the center of the

bartender served her cautiously. “A drink with

little.”

aware of her

mostly fruit

Isabella

began to fluctuate

drink, and she

moment.

others followed suit and

were daring