Isabel Smith lowered her gaze, looking blankly to the side as she awaited the arrival of her invited guests.
Indeed, she awaited the arrival of a guest, but it also led to trouble.
The one causing trouble for her was a woman in her early thirties, her fair skin laden with heavy makeup. She wore a red mink coat, black sunglasses, and moved with an air of a noble family's Madame, striding straight towards the venue.
The security guard in charge of checking invitations timely blocked the arrival of the fiery woman politely asking, "Miss, may I see your invitation?"
Without uttering a word, the woman turned her gaze to Isabel Smith and stormed towards her in a somewhat aggressive manner.
Isabel Smith did not recognize this woman, and without a clue, she assumed her to be a guest invited by the Smith Corporation. She gave a friendly smile to this approaching lady with a soft, warm voice, "Hello."