Chapter 959


    Before Ashlyn coulde back to her senses, Lucas pressed his lips against hers.


    The next morning, before Ashlyn got out of bed, she received a call from Brand X’s public rtions


    director.


    “My dear Ms. X, it’s the brand’s anniversary event today. Will you be able to make it? The president


    hopes that you’ll be able to show up at the event.”


    Ashlyn chuckled. “I’ve never been allowed to appear in the anniversary events in the past years, so


    what’s with the change this year?”


    “It’s mainly because we’ve hired a few models for the brand this year, but it’s also because a few stars


    from our business partner will be on the runway for us,” the public rtions director carefully said.


    Hearing that, Ashlyn lifted a brow and fell silent for a while. She then said, “All right. I’ll be there, but I


    won’t be there as a designer. I’ll be there as Ashlyn Berry, got it?”


    “Of course, of course. As long as you’re willing toe,” the public rtions director hastily said before


    ending the call.


    Ashlyn was popr and a major contributor to the disaster relief efforts, so naturally, the higher-ups


    had nothing but praise for her.


    Even if she were not Brand X’s designer—even if she were only the major contributor to the disaster


    relief—many would still wish to catch a glimpse of her.


    At three in the afternoon, Ashlyn and Cassandra drove to Rosalind’s studio. Right as they arrived, they


    heard the sounds of Lte’s newsing from the studio’s television.


    It irked Cassandra.


    “Boss, are we really going to let Lte do as she pleases? She’s shamelessly coasting on your efforts


    non-stop!”


    “She hasn’t done anything concrete that’s disrupting my life,” Ashlyn uttered in a t tone. “It won’t be


    toote for us to intervene if she really does that. Now, she’s only trying to gain fame by using my


    name, and if I were to mess with her now, people would think that I was petty.”


    “But this is so irritating. There’s only one of you in this world, and no matter how much she looks like


    you, she’s a fraud!” Cassandra angrily cried out.


    She despised Lte and was disgusted by how Lte shared the same family name as Ashlyn—


    Berry.


    “Forget it. She’s only getting called Lynlyn; she hasn’t done anything outrageous,” Ashlyn said as she


    walked into Rosalind’s studio. “It really won’t be toote for us to deal with her if she does something


    absurd.”


    Cassandra nodded.


    She had faith in Ashlyn.


    After all, Ashlyn was no doormat. Anyone who dared toy a finger on Ashlyn would receive a swift


    punch in return.


    Upon entering Rosalind’s studio, Ashlyn saw Rosalind, who was in a meeting. “Is my dress ready?”


    Rosalind curled her lips and nced at the time. “You’re X Corporation’s designer, but you’re asking


    me for the dress? Are you trying to ruin X Corporation’s reputation?”


    “Pah! It’s just a dress. I’ll wear another designer’s dress if that’s what I want, and I’ll wear whatever


    brand I like,” Ashlyn coldly said, sounding aggressive.


    Rosalind immediately took a dress off the rack and said, “For you.”


    Ashlyn glimpsed at the dress. “Not bad. I’ll pay right now.”


    Rosalind frowned. “Stop with the act. You were the one who invested in my studio back then, and I’ve


    always given you my clothes for free. Paying me now will be insulting me!”


    Right then, Cassandra, who barely slept well the night before, yawned. “That’s enough. Stop messing


    around. The event’s about to start.”


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    X Corporation’s event would start at seven in the evening, and Ashlyn had arrived at six in the evening.


    Brand X had been one of the top-tier brands in the country.


    Not only were they having an event for their anniversary, but they even invited quite a number of


    celebrities and several famous models for the opening and closing shows.


    All of the models, naturally, were wearing X Corporation’s new clothes.


    The moment Ashlyn arrived, the public rtions director ran over. “Ms. Berry!”


    “Hmm?” Ashlyn raised her brow at him. “Why are you in such a hurry? Did something happen?”


    “Well… Mr. Shaw is asking for you to walk the runway for the opening show. Are you okay with that?”


    the public rtions director tentatively asked her, his wish for her to ept it visible on his face. Ashlyn


    had a pretty face and a slender body. However, she was about a hundred and seventy centimeters tall


    —a little short for modeling standards.