The staff helped her into the dress and even sorted her makeup for her.

“Don't put much makeup on my face," Camila requested.

She was not keen on cosmetics.

She also knew it wasn't advised to wear cosmetics when she was pregnant.

Some of the chemicals in these cosmetics could hamper the growth of a fetus.

The makeup artist smiled. "Don't worry. I'm not going to. You don't need a lot of makeup.”

“Thank you," said Camila, relieved.

An hour later, she was ready and she went downstairs.

Wynter held open the car door for her.

Bending down, Camila carefully got into the car.

She was not used to wearing such formal wear and she felt restrained and a little uncomfortable to be honest.

Isaac took in her transformation.

The floor-length dress hugged her slender body, fitting her like a glove. Its high waistline accentuated her curves perfectly!

The dress had multiple layers of gauze embellished with diamonds. Every step she took, they sparkled!

Isaac was satisfied at the fit of the dress.

“I'm just a doctor. You know I'm not very good at socializing. Is there anything I should know beforehand?" Camila asked nervously, biting her bottom Lip.

She didn't want to embarrass him.

Isaac smiled at her nervousness and comforted, "Just follow my Lead and don't worry about anything."

Camila felt encouraged and nodded her head.

The party was a high-end affair and all of its guests were celebrities. No one ordinary had been invited.

The men were all dressed very formally and mingled together trying to expand their contacts and connections.

The women were all dressed meticulously too.

Isaac might be young but he was one of the most promising young men here.

Naturally, the spotlight often fell to him.

As soon as he entered the room, everyone turned to watch him.