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.

few more exchanges,

embraced her as they left,

masks.

others, you can do whatever you want

today.

place aren’t here to avoid getting intimate

others.” Isabella chuckled.

playfully tapped

yourself. If you can’t,

Humans were primal.

the stairs with Natasha.

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

half of

greetings, and the men kissed their hands.

before entering the dance

and was even proficient

her injured foot didn’t hinder her much

contact with

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

grabbed the spot of the pole dance

being ashamed while wearing a

executed daring moves.

roof. A group of men surrounded the dance

gleaming through their masks,

Isabella.

her face

outfit accentuated her figure. Her moves

mysterious, and they

performance, some men attempted to

and ended up

the entire atmosphere

her lips, and this action was projected onto

lips and tongue captivated

in sweat from her dancing and

bar for

if she were the center of the

cautiously. “A drink with a lower alcohol

little.” Isabella

bartender was aware of her

and mostly fruit juice in her

perhaps due to the atmosphere, Isabella felt a bit flushed,

fluctuate after a few

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

moment.

others followed suit and

them. Those who were