"Izzy, sorry. Something came up at the office, and I need to take care of it before dinner. I'll be there as soon as I can." Nicholas' voice was apologetic over the phone.
When she hung up, the car had already arrived at the grand entrance of the opulent hotel, where gathered dressed up guests.
It was stuffy in the car, so she decided to wait for Nicholas outside.
The evening breeze played with her black dress and tousled her brown hair. Her elegant, sultry figure turned heads at the entrance.
However, the well-heeled guests, despite being captivated by her beauty, assumed she was just another woman without an invitation looking to snag a rich man.
Isabelle felt their disdainful glances but shrugged them off.
'Before my surgery, I was a scarred mess, and everyone looked at me with di
