From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 65

Although Harriet couldn’t speak French, she could tell from how Anthea chatted up with a group of foreigners that she was something.

How could this be?

Anthea hadn’t even finished middle school. How on earth could she speak French? And how could she speak it so well?

It just didn’t add up!

Baldie was the French whiz of their class. How could he possibly be outdone by a middle school dropout?

Harriet often praised Baldie before Lauren and put Anthea down every chance back in the day. And Anthea had slapped her arrogance right back in her face. How could Harriet’s pride not take a hit?

Harriet’s ego wasn’t just bruised, it was shattered, and she wasn’t alone in her suffering; Baldie was also tied up in knots, feeling the sting.

He had Lauren summon Anthea over with the wicked intention of making her the butt of the joke. But instead of flopping, Anthea shone bright.

She was dazzling!

Baldie’s palms were slick with sweat as he looked up at Anthea. She stood there, basking in the brilliant light, her already stunning features taking on an otherworldly beauty under the glow. The crowd behind her seemed to fade into the background, props to her radiance.

She was gorgeous and brimming with confidence.

Not a trace of nerves marred her aloof visage.

though she wasn’t facing a group of foreigners but

graceful, the epitome of elegance.

supposed to be like

his

to be

Baldie had always felt a sense of

had crushed his pride

showed him a distance he couldn’t

couldn’t even believe it was

conversation with the

allergies to fish and garlic, so she needed to

the chef.

Harriet and Baldie, giving a thumbs–up and a

and Baldie squirmed in their seats.

“Oh my goodness! Who knew Anthea had it

sure,” Harriet forced a stiff smile.

added, “But you know, being good at French isn’t enough without a proper education, Lauren. Haven’t you seen the news? That old lady picking up

what if she spoke a few words

fluently? She was still working for

was nothing to brag