From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 182

Anthea felt a tap on her head that left her dazed. In her previous life as a tech mogul, she’d never been treated like a child nor had anyone ever patted her head like that…

Soon after, they arrived at the airport.

Nanson repeated his earlier advice.

This time, Anthea didn’t mind his rambling.

Boarding the plane, Sarah chuckled, “Ann, I never realized before, but you uncle is so considerate and nice, isn’t he?”

“Was he not like that with Rebecca?” Anthea responded.

“Not at all,” Sarah shook her head.

Rebecca used to look down on Nanson for just being a delivery guy. She wouldn’t even spare him a word, often resorting to sarcasm, never treating him with the respect due to an elder.

Affection, after all, is a two–way street. With Rebecca’s disdain for Nanson, it was natural for him not to be

fond of her.

Thus, Sarah had always thought of Nanson as a very stern man. She never imagined he could be so endearing.

The flight from Cloudcrest to Capital City took about four hours.

So, once the plane was airborne, Anthea put on her sleep mask and decided to catch up on some rest.

a.m. the previous night and could use the time

of a baby

were jolted awake, their gazes turning towards the source of the sound.

was trying to soothe their

with embarrassment, said, “I’m so sorry everyce,

the baby’s

exclaimed, “Sally, look! What’s wrong with the baby? Her face is turning

of color as a tearful voice erupted, “Baby, are you okay?”

ghastly shade of blue, lips sealed shut, appearing as

to me,” a calm voice cut through the tension.

up to see a girl’in her late teens. She was stunningly beautiful. The

this girl seemed too

to do?”

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faint amite, 1 know ansient healing arte

this not only the young couple but

out claiming to know ancient healing arte? It sounded like a

and typically required decades to master. As such, it was usually older individuals who were proficient in them.

claim was as good as a joke in the eyes of many.

bring themselves to trust

an ashen white, her body limp. The husband, overcome with fear, cried out and without much thought, handed