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

focused on choosing clothes, fixing

repeatedly checking her makeup.

more exchanges, the atmosphere returned to

as they left, and they were talking

masks.

getting intimate with others, you can do

here today.

come to your place aren’t here

others.” Isabella chuckled.

playfully tapped Isabella’s butt.

yourself. If you can’t,

Humans were primal.

smiled and descended the stairs with

their way down. She could tell

of

men

presentable before entering the

dancer and was even proficient in pole

her much in

contact with

dancing joyfully for herself. She was in

and even grabbed the spot of the pole

forgot about being ashamed while wearing a mask

executed daring moves.

A group of men surrounded the

eyes were gleaming through their masks, almost wishing

Isabella.

With half her face covered, it emphasized

outfit accentuated her figure. Her moves

and they

the performance, some men attempted to join the dance but

ended up retreating in

cheered, and the entire

action

shot. Her lips and

from her dancing

to the bar

onlookers made way for her as if she were the center of the

bartender served her cautiously. “A drink

a little.” Isabella

aware of her relationship with Natasha,

brandy and mostly fruit juice in her

atmosphere, Isabella felt a bit flushed,

began to fluctuate after a

drink, and

moment.

started, others followed suit and toasted her one

them. Those who were