CHAPTER THREE - DINNING WITH VIPS

1.) GET the revenge body ✓

Ashley stared at her revenge list which she pasted on her bedroom wall.

"I'm going to a dinner tonight at the Glass Tower." Ashley informed her friends over the phone.

"What? How do you get invitation to such luxurious events?" Nichole screamed so loudly, Ashley had to remove the phone from her ear in a reflex motion.

"Do you want to make me deaf?" Genevieve yelled from the other end.

Ashley laughed, in replying to Nichole, she said. "Well, have you forgotten who I am?"

"Wow Ashley, you've really grown so fast!"

"Guess who will also be there?" Ashley asked, and without waiting for an answer, she continued right away. "The CEO of Blue Skye Modelling."

"Isn't that the same modelling agency that signed Freya Nally?" Nichole asked, a little uncertain.

"It is. And today she is one of the fastest rising star in the country." Ashley nodded.

"Didn't they also sign Laurel Who...?" Genevieve stammered, while trying to remember the name of the famous model.

Ashley concurred "Laurel Whorter, Yes, they did. And she's already being featured on international billboards."

Nichole said "You know what to do Ashley."

"And Aiden McCurdy will also be there..." Ashley excitedly said in a singsong manner.

The three women giggled like lovestruck teenagers.

"You better make a move." Genevieve excitedly told her.

"That's number three on the list. I can't make a move until I have been featured on the biggest billboard either home or abroad. By then, Aiden may have already stumbled on one of my photos and fallen in love. Then, the rest will be history. I have to make him feel like I belong in his social class." Ashley wore a pair of glittering earrings, and she remembered one last thing. "Girls, guess who else will be there?"

"Who?" Genevieve and Nichole asked in unison.

"Thomas McMahon." Ashley let the words slowly rolled down her tongue.

"Yikes, the mere mention of his name makes me want to puke" Nichole covered her mouth with her hands in an attempt to prevent throwing up.

"Yes, me too. But let's look at the bright side. Thomas will see me today, the new me. The girl who is rocking her short freaking black hair, who has a tiny waist, and of course the girl who don't care what Thomas McMahon thinks about her." Ashley sounded so proud saying it.

Ashley ended the call and walked out of her new apartment and entered her new car and drove off. Ashley wore expensive clothes and shoes, she could brag of a growing fan base, dollars rolling in millions in her account. Yes, she was almost living the dream life.

The dinner was as glamorous as Ashley had expected. This was the most important dinner of her life, and the guests smelled expensive.

Ashley was greeted with glares from all angle, but it was not the type of glare she was accustomed to. It was different, there stared in admiration. Ashley raised her shoulder and proudly walked in, she looked like the famous Jade Cargill, tall, brown, and damn hot.

Thomas McMahon sat in a corner with a lady, and five other VIPs, Thomas wondered what the commotion was. There was a mini crowd at the entrance, where a lady in red stood taking photographs. But Thomas did not get the full view, but from what he saw she looked damn hot. Necks in the dinner were literally breaking, just to get the full view. And soon the crowd disappeared and the hottest woman in the party walked in.

Tall, beautiful, slim, black short hair. She was everything Thomas McMahon shouldn't admire, but he couldn't stop staring. "Ashley Williams." He muttered under his breath. But she was different.

Ashley glanced around the dinner party, and caught sight of Thomas with a ginger haired lady. And Ashley didn't know why she walked over. Perphas for a little show. Ashley intentionally hit the table and spilled wine on his lady's dress.

"You just ruined my dress" she stood up angrily.

Ashley placed her hands on her chest feigning remorse. "Where's my manners, how would I waste such expensive wine on your $5 dress from last season."

Ashley response elicited a cheer from all the people around. She would later find out that the lady was Maris Veighblack, daughter of CEO billionaire, who everybody hated.

Thomas smiled at her. She's unapologetic. "Ashley"

Ashley stopped, but didn't turn around. "Tom, I'm here to see very important people, and you're not one of them."

Ashley spent the rest of the night with the CEO, Blue Skye Modelling, and four other VIPs, a lady and three men who could not keep their hungry eyes off her body. And Thomas equally stared at her all night, which made her really uncomfortable. She did not see Aiden McCurdy, and that made her a little disappointed.

Ashley excused herself to use the restroom, and while there, Thomas came in. Ashley tried to leave, but Thomas pinned her against the wall.

"Why did you wear this sexy red dress. Are you trying to get my attention." Thomas whispered in her ears, while he traced the embroidery on the bodice of her dress.

Ashley pushed his finger. "You must think so highly of yourself, to feel I would waste my precious time trying to impress you"

Storm ignored her, and continued talking "Now you have my attention what will you do with it?"

Ashley stared at him coldly. "Shove it up your dirty ass."

Thomas laughed quietly "Are you jealous because of the woman you saw me with?"

And then he understood what she was concealing so carefully…what no one could have seen unless he had once loved her. Hatred. She had come back for revenge—and she would not leave until she had punished him a thousand ways for what he had done to her.

"You can have her Tom, Aiden McCurdy will do for me"

After that, Ashley pushed him and walked out, but she didn't miss the murderous look in Thomas' eyes.

And the last thing she heard him say was, "McCurdy is dangerous." But Ashley ignored him, he was not worth her precious time, not anymore.