From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 192

[Damn! I swear, Becca’s appearance changed! Sitting next to Ann, she’s like wallpaper…]

[What the heck happened? One minute, Becca’s shining like a supernova, the next she’s… bleh. I swear, if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I’d think they’d switched her out or something…]

[I’m a hardcore Becca fan, or at least I was. I always thought she was the real deal, a host with solid values. But today? Total letdown.]

[As a former Becca maven, I owe an apology to Ann and her fans.]

[Can’t Becca handle losing or what?]

[Suddenly realizing Becca’s not all that! Was I blind? How could I have ever stanned someone like that?]

[I mean, I used to think Becca had class, but after today? Total disappointment. She can’t take a loss, and she’s all wishy-washy. She’s got nothing on YC!]

[Unfollowing! Unfollowing!]

[Yeah, count me out too. I’m jumping off the Becca bandwagon as of now.]

[Goodbye!]

It wasn’t just the folks at home who thought Becca had lost her beauty; even the people right there in the room could feel the shift. It was like watching a star lose its twinkle and fade into the dark sky. Just moments before, she could have been compared to Anthea, but now…

admired Rebecca before, but now Becca just didn’t dazzle him the same way. The looks from

could just vanish into thin air.

the one to embarrass herself? It

having to suck it up and apologize to Anthea: “Sorry, my bad. I got it wrong, you didn’t

know what getting labeled a cheater would do to me. Maybe next time, you’ll check the facts before you jump on the

supposed to be the winner tonight,

thought Anthea was crossing a line.

just a misunderstanding, right? Did Anthea really have to keep targeting at

apologized, Miss YC. Let’s try not to be

the back, and the wound’s still fresh. And you’re saying that I’m a mean girl? Dahlia, don’t talk to me about kindness

Ann is so badass!]

cheating scandal was Becca’s doing. And who called Ann a freak? Becca’s crew! Ann took so much flak and smear, anyone else might’ve crumbled. You haven’t felt Ann’s pain, so what right do you have to tell her

support for

a sick burn. Count me

She had thought her words would swing public opinion toward her and Becca. Instead, Anthea had flipped

rolled on.

the star of the show was no longer Becca.

had always been the belle of the ball, but suddenly, she was just a plain Jane, and it was a shock to her