Leave Me Alone, Mr Shaffer

Chapter 432

Isabella understood the situation. Dariel had a previous relationship with a famous

woman that had ended. However, the woman recently got into trouble and tried to

seduce Dariel, only to be caught in the act by Natasha.

“She didn’t get away with it. I took a knife and scratched her face a few times,” Natasha

casually recounted.

Isabella gasped, the mental image sending chills down her spine.

Concerned, she asked, “And what about Dariel?”

“I don’t know. I left after I hit her. I didn’t bother with him,” Natasha replied, taking a sip

of her drink.

A somber silence filled the air around Isabella.

“Let’s go to the hospital to check your eyes first. I think your injury seems serious,”

Isabella suggested.

Natasha shook her head, leaning on Isabella’s shoulder. “No, it’s bothersome.”

Isabella brushed Natasha’s hair away, gently patting her back. “Well, let’s rest for a while

before we go.”

Natasha nodded slightly, turning her head to bury her face in Isabella’s neck.

Isabella felt tears streaming down and heard Natasha sniffle.

She sympathized with Natasha and, under her breath, silently cursed Dariel.

As Isabella sank into her thoughts, Natasha suddenly sat up straight.

“Enough of this, it’s annoying. Let’s get up and have some fun.”

“Huh?” Isabella was taken aback.

Natasha stood up, grabbed a bottle of liquor from a distance, and started drinking

straight from the bottle.

The bold act attracted a crowd.

“Cheers!” the people around exclaimed.

After Natasha drank half the bottle and threw it away, she pulled Isabella towards the

dance floor.

The thunderous music reverberated, and the blinding lights overwhelmed the senses.

Compelled by Natasha’s forceful pull, Isabella hesitated to leave Natasha alone.

Reluctantly, she joined in the dancing.

Natasha’s anger fueled her actions. After a while, she pulled Isabella onto the main

stage.

Isabella’s pole dance was taught by Natasha. If they were to compete, Isabella couldn’t

keep up with her rhythm.

A lively crowd had gathered below, and their thunderous cheers seemed capable of

lifting the roof off the building.

Isabella gritted her teeth and climbed up the pole, mirroring Natasha’s every move.

The outfit she wore, the same one from her earlier outing, was not ideal for pole

dancing, leaving her feeling somewhat restricted.

Nevertheless, the electrifying atmosphere and the enthusiastic cheers from the crowd

ignited Isabella’s spirit, causing her mind to blur in the high-energy ambiance.

Chapter 432 Seth Might Have Been Cuckolded

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bars.

On a rare outing, he unexpectedly encountered something exciting.

“Wow, this girl is stunning,” he remarked to his friend who accompanied him.

Yaris thought he had seen it wrong.

The woman on the stage gracefully moved around the steel pole. Despite her

conservative gestures, her captivating gaze and a subtle bow of her head exuded

boundless charm.

The dazzling lights momentarily blinded him. He scrutinized the scene, then exclaimed

“Wow!”

To his surprise, it was someone he had encountered earlier in the day.

He quickly wiped his face, oblivious to the surrounding cheers, and retrieved his phone

to capture the moment.

This was certainly significant news.

Back at the Shaffer residence, Seth woke up at six o’clock to darkness.

Worried, he called out, “Isabella?”

No one responded.

He breathed a sigh of relief and slowly sat up

The constant vibration of his phone on the bedside table added to his anxiety.

He picked up the phone impatiently and found a message from Yaris, someone who

rarely contacted him. It was surprising that Yaris had taken the initiative to send him a

message.

Upon opening it, he found a series of pictures.

The message read: ‘Seth, is this your woman?

Seth frowned. His expression darkened as he opened the pictures.

In the images, Isabella leaned against the pole, her exhaustion evident, and her eyes

blurred.

As he clenched his phone, he wished he could pull the person out of the screen.

“Isabella!”

Without a care in the world, he didn’t even bother to dress himself. He spun around and

urgently started ringing the bell.