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

Instead, she focused on choosing clothes, fixing

repeatedly checking her makeup.

few more exchanges,

as they left, and they

masks.

not getting intimate with others, you can

today. Don’t

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

others.” Isabella chuckled.

playfully tapped Isabella’s butt. “Whatever. Just

yourself. If you can’t, don’t

Humans were primal.

the

way down. She

even though half of their face was

men kissed their hands. Both

presentable before entering the

good dancer and

her much in pole

less contact with

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

of the pole dance

while

executed daring moves.

cheers nearly lifted the roof. A group of men

were gleaming through their masks, almost wishing to

Isabella.

With half her face covered, it emphasized

lips and her outfit accentuated her figure. Her moves

mysterious, and they left the onlookers

attempted to join the

and ended up

and the entire

lips, and this action was projected onto

lips and tongue captivated the men

drenched in sweat from her dancing and felt thirsty

bar for a

onlookers made way for her as if she were

bartender served her cautiously. “A

little.”

bartender was aware of her relationship with

mostly fruit juice in her

due to the atmosphere, Isabella felt a

to fluctuate

a drink, and she

moment.

others followed suit and toasted her one after

who were daring