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.

reveal her emotions, as Natasha didn’t seem

Instead, she focused on choosing clothes, fixing

repeatedly checking her makeup.

few more exchanges, the atmosphere returned to

left, and they were talking through

masks.

not getting intimate with others, you can do

here today. Don’t

who come to your place aren’t

others.” Isabella chuckled.

laughed and playfully tapped Isabella’s butt. “Whatever. Just

yourself. If you can’t, don’t

Humans were primal.

the stairs

their way down. She could tell that both men

half of their face

the men kissed

entering the dance floor

and was even proficient

hinder her much in

less contact

others while dancing joyfully for herself.

grabbed the spot of the pole dance

about being ashamed while wearing a mask

executed daring moves.

the roof. A group

gleaming through their masks, almost wishing to

Isabella.

her face covered, it

outfit

and they left the

performance, some men attempted

up and ended up retreating

entire atmosphere was under Isabella’s

her lips, and this action was projected onto the screens in

and tongue captivated the men

drenched in sweat from her dancing and felt thirsty midway, so

to the bar

if she were the center

cautiously. “A drink with a lower alcohol

little.” Isabella

of her

brandy and mostly fruit juice in her

to the atmosphere, Isabella felt a bit flushed, and

began to fluctuate after

to offer her a drink, and she downed it

moment.

she started, others followed suit and

were daring wanted to