Leave Me Alone, Mr Shaffer by Diana Tenny novel Chapter 72

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.

Isabella didn’t reveal her emotions, as Natasha didn’t seem to want to talk

about it. Instead, she focused on choosing clothes, fixing her hair, and

repeatedly checking her makeup.

After a few more exchanges, the atmosphere returned to normal.

Natasha embraced her as they left, and they were talking through their

masks.

“Except for not getting intimate with others, you can do whatever you want to

do here today. Don’t hold back.”

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

others.” Isabella chuckled.

Natasha laughed and playfully tapped Isabella’s butt. “Whatever. Just hold

onto yourself. If you can’t, don’t suppress your nature.”

Humans were primal.

Isabella smiled and descended the stairs with Natasha. They encountered

two young men on their way down. She could tell that both men were quite

handsome even though half of their face was covered.

They exchanged greetings, and the men kissed their hands. Both sides

looked presentable before entering the dance floor together.

Isabella was a good dancer and was even proficient in pole dancing.

Coincidentally, her injured foot didn’t hinder her much in pole dancing since it

involved less contact with the ground.

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

spirits and even grabbed the spot of the pole dance performer on stage:

She forgot about being ashamed while wearing a mask and effortlessly

executed daring moves.