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 didn’t seem to want

it. Instead, she focused on choosing clothes, fixing her

repeatedly checking her makeup.

a few more exchanges, the atmosphere

her as they left,

masks.

with others, you can do whatever you want

today. Don’t hold

your place aren’t here

others.” Isabella chuckled.

playfully tapped Isabella’s

can’t, don’t suppress

Humans were primal.

and descended the stairs

way down. She could

half of

and the men

before entering

and was even proficient

her injured foot didn’t hinder her

contact

no mind to others while dancing joyfully

of the pole

forgot about being ashamed while wearing a

executed daring moves.

cheers nearly lifted the roof. A group

eyes were gleaming through their masks,

Isabella.

half her

and her outfit

and they left

some men attempted to join the

up and ended up retreating in

entire atmosphere was

her lips, and this action was projected onto

lips and tongue captivated

from her dancing and felt thirsty

to the bar

onlookers made way for her as if she were the

her cautiously. “A

a little.” Isabella

her

brandy and mostly fruit

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

to fluctuate

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

moment.

others followed suit and toasted her one

them. Those who were daring wanted to approach