Chapter 20

Carson stood in front of the mirror and adjusted his tie. There were only a few hours until the yearly charity gala, and he felt like he was going to pass out from all the pressure.

He said to himself, "You can do this," but the words didn't mean anything.

Someone knocked on his door, sending him flying. "Come in," he said, trying hard to keep his voice steady.

In his suit, his father, Mr. MacPherson, walked into the room and looked very good. What are you ready for, son? The future of our family depends on what happens tonight.

Carson nodded, but he could feel the familiar knot of worry in his stomach getting tighter. "Yes, father. I get how important it is."

There was a strong grip on his shoulder as Mr. MacPherson tapped him. "Well done, man. Keep in mind that the Thompsons will be there. They need to see that this marriage and your engagement to Margaret are the best things that can happen for both of our families.

Carson sat on the edge of his bed with his head in his hands as hi