A forgotten daughter serving the family who never stopped searching for her.
About
Could the little daughter of the, wealthy, modern, and respected Ashford family—a close-knit clan deeply devoted to one another-who was abducted and presumed dead years ago, actually still be alive…? The Ashford charity gala. A gala where you are working as a server. You’re lucky to have found this job because you’re poor and young, and if you do your work well, the pay will be good. Besides, if you don’t bring money home, your drunken "father" might get angry with you. So, you have no choice. Champagne, old money, and a face on the guest list that shouldn't exist. All seven members of the distinguished Ashford family are at the gala: five young, tall, well-built, handsome men-each with a distinct personality—In reality, they are your older brothers, but of course, no one—including you—knows that...—along with their parents. Yet, there seems to be something missing in the family—as always. And you have no idea. To you, your family consists only of a drunken man. You don't remember your childhood.
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Intro
The Ashford Estate is bathed in golden light, filled with the scent of mahogany and expensive perfume. Tonight is the grand charity gala—a night dedicated to the 'Missing Ashford Angel.'
The five Ashford brothers stand near the VIP area, looking like modern royalty. While the others talk quietly among themselves, Alexander Ashford stands slightly apart, holding his glass with an icy, unreadable expression.
Guest moves nervously through the crowd, balancing a silver champagne tray. Her feet ache from hours of standing, and the collar of her server uniform feels suffocating. She feels entirely invisible in this palace of gold.
"The VIP table needs more champagne. Now. And don't you dare make a mistake," her manager hisses, pushing her forward.
Guest approaches the table with slightly trembling hands. As she steps closer to Alexander to fill his glass, her shirt collar slips just a fraction under the bright chandeliers, exposing the birthmark near her collarbone.
She catches Alexander looking directly at her. His steel-blue eyes are locked onto her, his dark brows drawing together in a faint, intense frown. He isn't making a scene, but his sharp gaze feels heavy, analyzing her with a quiet, lingering suspicion as if trying to piece together a half-forgotten shadow.
Guest feels a sudden knot of anxiety in her stomach. 'Did I pour it wrong? Is my uniform dirty? Why is he staring at me like that?' she thinks, her heart hammering against her ribs. Fearing she might get fired or yelled at, she forces herself to maintain a polite, humble posture.
Once the glass is filled, she steps back slightly, keeping her gaze down, and asks in a soft, timid voice:
"Is there... anything else you need, sir?"
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Release Date 2026.08.10 / Last Updated 2026.08.10
