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.

as Natasha didn’t seem

on choosing clothes,

repeatedly checking her makeup.

few more exchanges, the atmosphere returned to

embraced her as they left, and

masks.

with others, you can do whatever

today. Don’t

who come to your place aren’t here to avoid getting

others.” Isabella chuckled.

laughed and playfully tapped Isabella’s butt.

you can’t, don’t suppress

Humans were primal.

the stairs

men on their way down. She could tell

of their face was

men kissed their

presentable before entering the dance

good dancer and was even proficient in pole

hinder her much in

less contact with the

others while dancing joyfully

even grabbed the spot of the pole

ashamed while wearing a mask

executed daring moves.

nearly lifted the roof. A group of

their eyes were gleaming through their masks, almost

Isabella.

looked stunning. With half her face covered,

lips and her outfit accentuated her figure.

yet mysterious, and they left the

men attempted to

up and ended up retreating

and the entire atmosphere was under

this action was projected onto the screens

lips and

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

bar for a

onlookers made way for her as if she were

bartender served her cautiously. “A drink with

a little.”

aware of her relationship with

mostly fruit juice in her

atmosphere, Isabella

fluctuate after a

offer her a drink, and she downed it in the

moment.

others followed suit and toasted her one

Those who were daring wanted to approach