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

she focused on

repeatedly checking her makeup.

exchanges, the

her as they left, and they were talking through

masks.

getting intimate with others, you can do whatever you

here today. Don’t

come to your place aren’t here to

others.” Isabella chuckled.

and playfully tapped Isabella’s

you can’t,

Humans were primal.

the stairs

She

half of their face was

men

entering the dance floor

good dancer and was even

foot didn’t hinder her

less contact with

dancing joyfully for herself. She

even grabbed the spot of the

about being ashamed while wearing a mask and

executed daring moves.

A group of men surrounded the

eyes were gleaming through their masks, almost

Isabella.

With half her face

red lips and her outfit accentuated her figure. Her moves

yet mysterious, and they left the onlookers

attempted to join the

ended up retreating

cheered, and the entire atmosphere

action was

lips and tongue captivated the men

in sweat from her dancing and

the bar

if she

her cautiously. “A drink with a lower alcohol

a little.”

of her relationship with Natasha,

fruit juice

Isabella felt a bit flushed, and

began to fluctuate after a few

offer her a drink, and she downed it in the heat

moment.

followed suit and toasted her

them. Those who were daring wanted to approach her,