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The next day, Isabella conducted a thorough investigation on Mr. Brown from
Nemotors. She also asked Natasha to introduce her to someone special
before Gordon came to pick her up. Over the past few years, the Dunkstein
Family’s business had experienced exponential growth in Imperia. Since it
was Old Mrs. Dunkstein’s 80th birthday, many of the guests were wealthy and
influential individuals. Isabella followed Natasha’s advice and dressed up for
the event.
“You might find your prince charming,” Natasha teased Isabella during their
phone call. Isabella felt exasperated, thinking that she was too old to hope for
her prince charming to magically appear. The attendees of the Dunkstein
Family’s event are probably important people. I don’t want to cause any
trouble for myself, Isabella thought.
The special person that Natasha sent arrived just as Isabella finished doing
her makeup. “Hello, Isabella.” The woman in her twenties had gorgeous
features. Her mannerisms were similar to Natasha’s, but she seemed more
playful and flirtatious. Isabella knew the type of woman she was looking for,
but she still felt displeased when she saw the young lady.
“You’re…” Isabella started.
“I’m Molly. I’ve been in this field for a while,” the woman said with a polite smile
and a sharp gaze. Isabella’s gaze shifted to Molly’s outfit. Molly was dressed in
a V-necked gown that showcased her seductive figure. Any man would be
attracted to her. “Don’t feel pressured. I’m different from you-I’m not highly
educated, and I’m not very picky or particular about things.” Molly tried to
reassure Isabella when she saw her silence:
Isabella took a deep breath before smiling. “I understand.” She let Molly in and
handed her a summer hat and a coat. “My friend will pick us up later. Try to
remain quiet,” Isabella advised.
Molly understood what Isabella meant. “Don’t worry about me,” Molly replied.
After that, Isabella nodded and went upstairs to grab her purse. She came
down just in time to hear a car honk outside her house. She called for Molly to
join her before they both left the house together.
It was unusual to see Gordon so well-dressed, but that day, he wore a suit
and had his hair neatly combed. He wore a bright red necktie, which made
him look completely different from his usual self. His eyes lit up when he saw
Isabella. “Hurry up and get in. This outfit is making me feel really warm,” he
said, trying to hide his grumpy expression.
Moments later, he noticed the woman behind Isabella and gave her a
puzzled glance. However, Isabella gestured for Molly to enter the car before
saying anything. “We’ll just have to bring her along with us,” Isabella
explained. Gordon was a smart man and was more than happy to go along
with anything Isabella told him. He gestured for Molly to get into the car
without further questioning.
The car took them to the wealthy housing area in the north of the city. They
arrived at a stretch of villas, one of which the Dunksteins had purchased for
Old Mrs. Dunkstein. As they drove on the roads, they were surrounded by
luxury cars of all kinds. Some of the cars were rare or limited-edition vehicles.
Isabella sighed to herself as she got out of the car. The Dunksteins are no
longer just a family of new money. Give them a few years, and they’ll be at
Isabella figured this woman was Gordon’s mother, Ariel Hofstead. “I went to
pick someone up,” Gordon replied, chin held high and one hand resting on his
hip. “Hello, Mrs. Dunkstein.” Isabella stepped forward to greet the woman. Ariel
glanced at Isabella from head to toe before nodding. “Hello,” Ariel responded
in an icy tone.
“Did Gordon bring a lady over?” Isabella had just greeted Ariel when Poppy,
Gordon’s grandmother, spoke up. The rest of the crowd stepped aside to
create a pathway for the old lady. Gordon’s demeanor changed instantly-he
walked over and bent down to greet Poppy with a wide grin. “Look, Grandma.
Isn’t she pretty?”
Poppy’s smile was so wide that her eyes turned into two lines. She asked
someone to hand her her glasses, and Ariel reluctantly passed them over.
“Take it easy, Mom,” Ariel mumbled.
“Old Mrs. Dunkstein must be eager to meet her future granddaughter-in-law,”
someone commented.
“Where is this young lady from? She’s so pretty. She looks like one of the
celebrities I saw a few days ago.” Some of the wealthy housewives chatted
among themselves, and Isabella cringed at their conversation. She forced
herself to maintain a smile as she met Poppy’s gaze.
Poppy donned her glasses before she narrowed her eyes to observe Isabella.
“You are truly beautiful, my dear.” Poppy raised her hand and motioned for
Isabella to approach. “Come nearer to me,” Poppy commanded. Isabella felt
somewhat powerless in that moment, compelled to take a few steps
forward.
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