Chapter 174
The next day, Isabe 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. Isabe followed Natasha’s advice and dressed up for
the event.
“You might find your prince charming,” Natasha teased Isabe during their
phone call. Isabe 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, Isabe thought.
The special person that Natasha sent arrived just as Isabe finished doing
her makeup. “Hello, Isabe.” The woman in her twenties had gorgeous
features. Her mannerisms were simr to Natasha’s, but she seemed more
yful and flirtatious. Isabe knew the type of woman she was looking for,
but she still felt displeased when she saw the youngdy.
“You’re…” Isabe started.
“I’m Molly. I’ve been in this field for a while,” the woman said with a polite smile
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and a sharp gaze. Isabe’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 particr about things.” Molly tried to
reassure Isabe when she saw her silence:
Isabe 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 upter. Try to
remain quiet,” Isabe advised.
Molly understood what Isabe meant. “Don’t worry about me,” Molly replied.
After that, Isabe 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 neatlybed. He wore a bright red necktie, which made
him lookpletely different from his usual self. His eyes lit up when he saw
Isabe. “Hurry up and get in. This outfit is making me feel really warm,” he
said, trying to hide his grumpy expression.
Momentster, he noticed the woman behind Isabe and gave her a
puzzled nce. However, Isabe gestured for Molly to enter the car before
saying anything. “We’ll just have to bring her along with us,” Isabe
exined. Gordon was a smart man and was more than happy to go along
with anything Isabe 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 vis, 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.
Isabe 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
the top of the chain in Imperia, she thought to herself.
Once they reached the front porch of the vi, Molly turned and left on her
own. She disappeared from sight after that.
Isabe followed Gordon through the front entrance. Despite keeping her
head low, she attracted a lot of attention from the people around her. Gordon
didn’t show any intention of keeping her a secret-he brought her upstairs to
introduce her to Old Mrs. Dunkstein immediately upon their arrival.
Isabe found this rather inappropriate and looked around self-consciously.
“I don’t think that’s necessary, Gordon. You can just pass my gift to her,”
Isabe suggested. She was worried that others might misunderstand her
rtionship with Gordon if they saw him introducing her to his family. Gordon,
however, wasn’t concerned-he would have loved nothing more than to
announce his rtionship with Isabe to the world.
“What’s the matter? It’s rude if you don’t greet my grandmother during your
first meeting with her,” he mumbled in an annoyed tone. Isabe was
speechless and had no choice but to let him drag her upstairs. The guests
downstairs were enjoying themselves, but some noticed the attractive
couple. Word quickly spread among the crowd when they saw the couple
heading upstairs.
Once Gordon and Isabe reached the second floor, they found a few
families who were close to the Dunksteins mingling around. They surrounded
Old Mrs. Dunkstein, who radiated youth and energy despite her age. One of
the middle-aged women, dressed extravagantly, approached Gordon when
she saw him. “What took you so long?”
Isabe 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.” Isabe stepped forward to greet the woman. Ariel
nced at Isabe from head to toe before nodding. “Hello,” Ariel responded
in an icy tone.
“Did Gordon bring ady over?” Isabe had just greeted Ariel when Poppy,
Gordon’s grandmother, spoke up. The rest of the crowd stepped aside to
create a pathway for the olddy. 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 sses, and Ariel reluctantly passed them over.
“Take it easy, Mom,” Ariel mumbled.
“Old Mrs. Dunkstein must be eager to meet her future granddaughter-inw,”
someonemented.
“Where is this youngdy 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 Isabe cringed at their conversation. She forced
herself to maintain a smile as she met Poppy’s gaze.
Poppy donned her sses before she narrowed her eyes to observe Isabe.
“You are truly beautiful, my dear.” Poppy raised her hand and motioned for
Isabe to approach. “Come nearer to me,” Poppymanded. Isabe felt
somewhat powerless in that moment,pelled to take a few steps
forward.