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.”

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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.

Bryce, the usual sparring partner with Ashley, couldn’t muster anything nasty about her looks.

But, puzzled, Bryce asked Ashley, “Did the Pliskin family send you an invite to the recognition bash?”

Miranda, super chill, threw in. “The Pliskin family even invited us. Ashley scoring an invite is no biggie,

and hey, Lester and Ashley are tight.”

Earlier, Lester even suspected Ashley was his sister, running a DNA test. Sadly, it showed that she had

no family ties with him.

Miranda didn’t expect that the family would find their real youngest daughter so soon.

On the flip side, Nick, from the moment the waiter ushered him into the mansion, was gobsmacked by

the decor. Tilting his head back for a gawk, he suddenly clocked Ashley not far off.

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Nick’s eyebrows knitted.

‘Ashley’s here too? Why? She got an invitation to the recognition fiesta? When did she roll in?’ he

wondered.

Watching Ashley and Bryce doing a tag team, Nick felt a surge of annoyance. He had just thrown a bit

of shade at Ashley, and Bryce responded with fists.

People like Ashley and 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 what the Pliskin family was thinking.

‘Aren’t they worried about bringing down the party’s vibe?’ he wondered.

Actually, Nick had been on cloud nine these past few days, clueless about why the Pliskin family sent

him an invite. With his standing, he wasn’t in the loop with George or Lester.

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

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The more Nick mulled it over, the more it seemed possible to him.

Taking in the scene, Nick was eagerly awaiting her grand entrance. Pliskin Manor was living up to its

hype, seriously out of this world.

He was even pondering if, post-marriage, he and she might be calling this place home.

Pulling out his phone, Nick sauntered over to the nearby glass greenhouse, grabbing a few selfies. He

had heard that the flowers here cost more than 400 thousand dollars per pot.

After wrapping up his spontaneous photo session by the greenhouse, Nick moved on to the private

horse stable, switching up the angles to capture the moments in a fresh light.

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In the live stream, viewers were scratching their heads.

[What’s he up to? This isn’t some tourist spot. Why the selfies?]

[Well, not trying to diss Nick, but this seems a bit too laid-back, and not very classy.]

[He’s like a fish out of water in this upscale setup…]

[Check out Ashley, Bryce, and Miranda. They have elegant vibes. No rookie vibes there.]

[Cut the criticism! Nick is just soaking in the luxe scenery. It’s totally normal to snap pics in such a fancy

place. Nick’s just a down-to-earth guy, enjoying himself without overthinking it.]

[That’s right. I am watching you. All those diss Nick won’t get off the hook.]

The barrage of comments from Nick’s fans and viewers sparked a lively debate.

Meanwhile, Nick, wrapping up his photoshoot at the private horse stable, suddenly caught sight of

Princess Elena from Yaloria, getting a hand from a servant as she strolled by.

Nick felt a burst of joy and rushed over, greeting her with excitement. “Hey there!”

The crowd was filled with high-society big shots, and Princess Elena, who usually graced national-level

events, making a cameo at a private bash was a rare sight.

The Pliskin family’s ability to draw such a distinguished royal figure from overseas underscored their

substantial power and influence.

Nick saw this as a golden chance to build some high-profile connections during the event.

“Nice to meet you, Princess Elena!” He greeted with genuine enthusiasm.

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If not for the Pliskin family’s gathering, he wouldn’t have had a shot at mingling with such a loyal figure.

He wondered if Princess Elena would be up for a photo with him.

However, in response to Nick’s enthusiastic greeting, Princess Elena gave a polite yet distant nod.

Maybe it was a nod for the sake of the Pliskin family. She kept strolling without glancing his way.

Nick wasn’t bothered. After all, she was Princess Elena. He had just had a chat with royalty.

Looking ahead to the times when he’d be married to the daughter of the Pliskin family, Nick figured he

would have even more chances to rub elbows with such big shots.

With a warm expression, Nick continued watching Princess Elena. But in the next beat, his enthusiasm

hit a snag. The Princess, who had brushed him off earlier, was now making a beeline for Ashley.

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