From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 120

“Whoops!” At the back table, Daniel was sipping his water when he heard the remark. He couldn’t hold back, and the water burst out of his mouth in an uncontrollable spray.

That comeback was épic!

Sherman lifted his gaze slightly upon hearing the words. A faint smile seemed to spread across his face. Amidst the food fog, that smile seemed even more unearthly and bone–chilling.

His slender fingers slowly twirled the polished cross, which was in stark contrast to his pale and detached hands.

That lady sure had a sharp tongue.

She was not someone to be trifled with.

Rebecca knew she was in a tight spot. She had hoped to curry favor with Mr. Christensen by discussing his vegetarianism, but Anthea had turned the tables on her.

Rebecca narrowed her eyes and continued, “I’ve been a vegetarian for years! We should respect life and not harm it needlessly. Don’t you think your actions are too cruel? Consuming meat is a deep sin. I suggest you replace all the meat in your restaurant with vegetarian options!”

Christensen was a vegetarian. Surely, this would resonate with

was Rebecca playing at? Suddenly the

not being a vegetarian means not respecting life, then vegetarians are also disrespecting life! Don’t plants have life too? Everything in this world has life. True faith is in one’s heart, not on their lips. If you respect life that much, then perhaps you should give up pasta as well, and oh, stop drinking water. After all, water is the source of all things. If you drink one more mouthful, the Earth loses that much water. As kind–hearted as you are, you

Anthea. What

had her words

had wanted to highlight her kindness and generosity through her vegetarianism to show Mr. Christensen that she was his kindred spirit, but now Anthea had turned

argument was so compelling that Rebecca

grabbed Anthea’s hand as if she had just recognized her, “Oh, it’s Anthea! I almost didn’t recognize you with this new change. I apologize if I seemed taken aback by your meat dishes. I’m just not used to it,

attention, and

a classic move from the playbook of a manipulative

“My dear sister, I know you’ve never liked me and you have a lot of misunderstandings about me. But

must be kidding,” Anthea said with a faint smile.

would always