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.

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

Instead, she focused on choosing clothes, fixing

repeatedly checking her makeup.

more exchanges, the atmosphere returned to

embraced her as they left, and they were talking through

masks.

for not getting intimate with others, you can

today. Don’t hold

who come to your place aren’t

others.” Isabella chuckled.

laughed and playfully tapped Isabella’s

If you can’t,

Humans were primal.

and descended the stairs with

young men on their way down. She could tell that both men were

of

men

entering the dance

a good dancer and

foot didn’t hinder her much in pole dancing since

contact with

paid no mind to others while dancing joyfully for

and even grabbed the spot of

about being ashamed while wearing a mask

executed daring moves.

roof. A group of

their eyes were gleaming through their masks,

Isabella.

stunning. With half her face covered, it emphasized

and her outfit accentuated

and they

performance, some men attempted to

up and ended up retreating

and the entire atmosphere was under Isabella’s

and this action was

and tongue captivated the

in sweat from her dancing and felt

the bar for

for her as if she were the center of

bartender served her cautiously. “A drink

a little.”

bartender was aware of her relationship with

mostly fruit juice in her

atmosphere, Isabella felt a bit flushed,

began to fluctuate after a

to offer her a drink, and she downed

moment.

she started, others followed suit and toasted her

ignored them. Those who were daring wanted to approach her,