Save Myself From Desperation by Cara Agnes novel Chapter 144

The butler was startled. He hurriedly intervened. "Mr. Pliskin, your leg..."

He looked at Lester's legs and the wheelchair, saying sadly, "Last month, Mr. George Pliskin wanted to send you to run an overseas branch, but you broke your leg. You've been staying in the wheelchair for a month and still haven't recovered.

"It might be a bone injury. Your leg isn't fully healed yet, and traveling to Zyrrinthia might worsen it."

Lester stopped the butler with a gesture. "My leg is not important."

His sister mattered the most.

Born with a silver spoon, his sister was the only daughter in his family, the apple of everyone, yet she went missing at a very young age.

Over the years, his family had never given up searching. They had investigated for any slight clue or a similar-looking girl, but each time, they found nothing.

Lester stared at the photo of Ashley emotionally.

Ashley's features bore a faint resemblance to his mother's in her youth. 'Could this Ashley be my sister?'

The butler was still worried, and he advised, "Mr. Pliskin, with your leg condition, it's really not good for you to move around. You can't even get out of your wheelchair. Perhaps you shouldn't go in person, just to be safe. I can let someone investigate immediately."

Lester dismissed the suggestion again. "No, I'll go myself."

The butler was genuinely concerned. "But your leg, you can't even leave your wheelchair..."

He stopped abruptly, his eyes widening in astonishment.

Just then, Lester, who seemed unable to walk and sat in his wheelchair, suddenly stood up.

The butler was utterly dumbfounded. "Mr. Pliskin, your... Your leg is healed!"

Lester kicked his legs, smiling slyly, "What do you mean healed? My leg was never injured. I just didn't want to go to the overseas branch, so I lied to George, saying I broke it."

The butler stood speechless.

To avoid going to the overseas branch, Lester pretended to be lame for a month and even used a wheelchair. That was typical of Lester.

Lester glanced again at Ashley's photo. "I'm going to Zyrrinthia in person, leaving right now."

The butler no longer tried to stop him. Instead, he asked, "Should we inform your mother?"

Lester shook his head. "No need to tell her just yet."

Over the years, his mother had missed her lost daughter every day, often thinking she'd found her, only to return with disappointment each time.

He didn't want to see his mother go through another disappointment and sorrow.

So, he decided to wait until things were certain before telling her.

The butler asked again, "Should we inform Mr. George Pliskin?"

Lester shivered. "No."

If George found out his limp was a ruse, then he might end up crippled for real.

*****

Meanwhile, back to the Zyrrinthia, Ashley and Jaden had just left the banquet hall and were walking towards the hotel's parking lot when suddenly, two figures jumped out from a corner. It was Jeremy and Matthew.

They were flushed with excitement. "Ashley, we just saw the live broadcast. Turns out you're Attelia, the lead designer of Glory Youveile!"

Ashley frowned, wondering how these two had just come out from nowhere.

Jaden knew these two were the Ramos, his face showing clear signs of hostility.

Jeremy just stared at Ashley and hurried to explain, "Matthew and I heard you were going to tonight's design exchange dinner, so we waited for you at the hotel's parking lot, and you're finally here!"

Matthew kept nodding. "Jeremy and I have been waiting outside for over three hours since the banquet started until we finally saw you come out!"

Their skin was covered in red and swollen mosquito bites.