From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 34

When a sudden Illness took the old lady away when Anthea was ten, Anthea was left with a lifelong regret. Even after Anthea rose to become a world–renowned tech mogul, she couldn’t share her success with her beloved nanny.

Anthea approached the beggar with a warm smile, “Madam, why don’t you come over here and take a seat? What would you like to eat?”

The beggar looked at Anthea with a bit of apprehension, “Young lady, I…”

Just then, Harriet stormed out from the back, her face twisted in annoyance, “Anthea, what are you doing? Why are you bringing just anyone into the diner? This isn’t a charity house!”

Did Anthea think she owned the rotisserie? Was Anthea about to let a beggar dine here on the house? What a nerve!

Anthea lifted her gaze, “Don’t worry, I’ll pick up the tab.”

Harriet furrowed her brow, then it dawned on her that Anthea was putting on a show.

Anthea must be trying to impress Baldie with her kindness and bait him into falling for her! Shameless!

Harriet had to warn Baldie before he fell for this scheming trick!

With that thought, Harriet hastened back inside.

Anthea handed the menu to the elderly lady. “Take a look and see what you’d like.”

“Are you sure to treat me?” the beggar said with a hint of surprise..

Anthea nodded.

in one go, including a bowl of lobster bisque. “Is it alright to have these?”

“Just sit tight for a

brought over the dishes the beggar had ordered.

the corner of her eye, her expression filled with

nice young lady! She was beautiful with such a pleasant

mouth and called Anthea over, “Young lady! Come here

“Is there something

empty bowl forward, “Dear, I’m a bit thirsty now. Could you pour me

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glass of water?”

Anthea fetched a glass of water.

beggar burped contentedly and then said, “I… I’d

asking for more might upset Anthea, but Anthea still nodded with a smile,

bought a cup of soda and cautioned, “The

beggar drank and then asked, “What’s your name, young

Anthea Yeager, you can just call me Anthea.”

I call you Annie, and you can call me Mrs. Christensen?”

sounds great, Mrs.

beggar, beamed with joy. “It’s getting late. I should head home. Annie, I’ll

“See you tomorrow.”