Save Myself from Desperation by Cara Agnes

The folks tuning into the livestream were just as shaken.

[What? Ashley? When’d she slip in? I totally missed it!]

[Ashley got the invite to the Pliskin family shindig too?]

[For sure! How else would she be here?]

[So weird. I eyeballed all the guests coming in, but no sign of Ashley using the main entrance. Did she sneak in some other way?]

[That could be!]

[Am I the lone ranger here, zeroing in on Ashley’s killer looks? She’s killing it today! That red dress is fire. Absolute stunner.]

[Miranda looked stunning in that Glory Youveile cocktail dress, the one Attelia personally designed. Their friendship is the real deal.]

Nick’s fans, who were giving the Pliskin family a hard time for not inviting Ashley, were straight-up flabbergasted when Ashley showed up at the bash. The comment section went mute.

‘No way! How did the Pliskin family pull Ashley into the recognition fiesta? Don’t they know about Ashley’s mixed rep? Why? Why would they invite her? They could have invited any other celeb,’ they thought.

At the banquet, Miranda looked at Ashley in amazement. “Ashley, you’re a vision today! I mean, you’re always a knockout, but today’s on another level.”

Miranda’s tone was a riot, and Ashley couldn’t help but beam. Her cherry-red lips were slightly curved, outshining the vivid flowers nearby.

Today, Ashley rocked this one-of-a-kind red gown, looking like a living masterpiece, with healthy skin and brown locks cascading down her back, highlighting her waist.

Normally, such a vibrant red would be a challenge to pull off, but on Ashley, it didn’t overshadow her drop-dead gorgeous face. It only highlighted her elegance and charm, making her even more irresistible.

This unapologetically beautiful image could easily outshine everything around her, leaving everybody in awe.

“Bryce, what do you think? Isn’t Ashley looking exceptionally beautiful today?” Miranda couldn’t contain her praise and had to involve Bryce in the conversation.

usual sparring partner with Ashley,

Bryce asked Ashley, “Did the Pliskin family send you an invite to

scoring an invite

even suspected Ashley was his sister, running a DNA test. Sadly, it showed that she had no family ties with

didn’t expect that the family would find their real

the waiter ushered him into the mansion, was gobsmacked by the decor. Tilting his head back

Nick’s eyebrows knitted.

too? Why? She got an invitation to the recognition fiesta?

a surge of annoyance. He had just thrown a bit

Bryce, who were all wild and untamed in Nick’s eyes, got the golden ticket to the recognition gig. Nick couldn’t wrap his head around

about bringing down

Pliskin family sent him an invite. With his standing, he wasn’t in the loop with George

Pliskin personally sent me an invite? Maybe she is my fan or even has a little crush on

&

mulled it over, the more it seemed possible

in the scene, Nick was eagerly awaiting her grand entrance. Pliskin Manor was living up to its hype, seriously out of this

even pondering if, post-marriage, he and she might be calling

over to the nearby glass greenhouse, grabbing a few selfies. He had heard

on to the private horse

stream, viewers were scratching

up to? This isn’t

to diss Nick, but this seems a

a fish out of