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.

there were unpleasant scenes,

Gordon’s private room, and the bartender

Isabella had to knock on the door

the music inside was too loud. No one came to open the door

breath and

music inside stopped.

was opened from

man who opened the door had dyed green hair and squinted his

it’s a beauty.”

him, speaking coldly, “I’m looking for Gordon.”

for Mr.

suggestively. “Mr. Dunkstein is busy. He

saw Gordon lying among a group of

ignored the thug at the door, pushed him aside, and stormed in.

The man with green hair regained his composure and started cursing, reaching out to

prepared. She grabbed a bottle of whiskey and smashed it directly onto his head with a crash.

floor, and the man with green hair fell to the ground sobering up

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

lowlifes, and the women surrounding Gordon were all hostesses from the clubhouse: Seeing Isabella’s extraordinary demeanor, they all assumed she was a young lady