Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

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.

Natasha didn’t seem to

on choosing clothes, fixing her

repeatedly checking her makeup.

more exchanges, the atmosphere

they left, and they were talking through

masks.

getting intimate with others,

here today.

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

others.” Isabella chuckled.

playfully tapped Isabella’s

If you can’t,

Humans were primal.

descended the stairs with Natasha.

on their way down. She could tell that

though half of their

the men

presentable before entering the

dancer and was even proficient in pole

hinder her much in pole dancing

contact

to others while dancing joyfully

of

ashamed while

executed daring moves.

the roof. A group of men surrounded

their eyes were gleaming through their

Isabella.

her face covered, it emphasized

red lips and her outfit accentuated her figure. Her moves

mysterious, and they

the performance, some men attempted to join the dance but

and ended

the entire atmosphere

action was projected onto the screens in

lips and tongue

in sweat from her dancing and felt thirsty midway,

bar for a

onlookers made way for her as if she were

bartender served her cautiously. “A drink

little.”

aware of her relationship with

and mostly fruit juice in

perhaps due to the atmosphere, Isabella felt a bit

fluctuate

her a drink, and she downed it in the