Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

Chapter 494 Belle Square

“Shouldn’t you at least go see him if he’s doing this for you?”

Willy didn’t say much. She simply provided Isabella with the address of a clubhouse.

“Miss Symons, I hope you can talk to him. We’re getting engaged at the end of the year, and I have a bad temper. I don’t appreciate others interfering in our relationship.”

Isabella entered the elevator, contemplating Willy’s warning, and found it amusing.

It wasn’t that she was afraid of Willy, but she remembered the favor Gordon had done for her before. She needed to clarify things and ensure everything was clear.

The clubhouse where Gordon was located was called Belle Square, a well-known establishment for extravagant spending and also a gray area known by people in th circle.

Dariel and his group of wealthy friends from prestigious families were reluctant to go there, not wanting to get involved.

Isabella didn’t want to get close either, but Gordon was indeed there.

She called Natasha and sent a message to a manager at Belle Square in advance. The other party was quite cooperative and had someone waiting outside for her.

Upon arrival, the bartender who was waiting led Isabella inside.

As soon as she entered, the strong smell of perfume overwhelmed her. The interior design was completely different from that of the Goldland Lounge.

looked, there were unpleasant scenes, causing Isabella

private room, and the bartender quickly

Isabella had to knock on the door herself.

loud. No one came to

breath and kicked the door.

music inside

door was opened from the inside.

door had dyed green hair and squinted his eyes as he looked Isabella up

it’s a

him, speaking coldly, “I’m

for Mr. Dunkstein?”

wider, grinning suggestively. “Mr. Dunkstein is busy. He doesn’t

and indeed saw Gordon lying among a group of women,

ignored the thug at the door, pushed

hair regained his composure and started cursing, reaching out to grab Isabella’s

of whiskey and smashed

and the man with green hair fell to the ground sobering up a

discarded the half-broken bottle and shouted, “Everyone, get

the room were all lowlifes, and the women surrounding Gordon were all hostesses from the clubhouse: Seeing Isabella’s extraordinary