The following week, Isabella stood in front of the mirror, carefully adjusting the earrings she had chosen for the evening.
She had spent more time than usual deciding what to wear.
Mrs. Gladstone had given her a gift card to go shopping and pick out an outfit. After all, this was not an ordinary dinner.
Nathan Harrington was the only son of Richard Harrington and the heir to one of the city's well-established families. He was also already involved in the management of the Harrington family business, despite being only twenty-eight.
A man like that was not someone Isabella could afford to make a poor impression on. She looked at herself one last time before leaving her room.
When she arrived downstairs, Mrs. Gladstone was already waiting.
"You look beautiful."
Isabella smiled. "Thank you, Mum."
"Just be yourself tonight," Mrs. Gladstone advised. She was worried Isabella would be too eager to make a good impression and end up making mistakes.
