From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 207

Meanwhile, on the other side of town.

Anthea had proinised Sherman Christensen a dinner out on Saturday night, to after spending the day window shopping, the holed up in het hotel room in the evening to look for a restmeani

She found a well reviewed vegetarian bist online and looked up at Sarah “Hey Sarah, let’s go out for dinner tonight.”

“you’re taking Mr Oxistensen out?” Sarah inquired

Althea noaded slightly

Clutching her phone, Sarah said. “Ann, count me out”

“Why’s that Anthea asked, puzzled.

ntinued. “Mr. Christensen’s got this intense num, I just can’t handle it! Every time I get into his car, I feel like I can’t breathe…”

ah wasn’t lying. She genuinely felt a bit intimidated by Sherman. Sure, he was handsome, followed a strict vegetarian diet, and was voutly spintual, but her fear seemed to emanate from her very bones, completely beyond her control.

Cunous Sarah followed up. “Ann, aren’t you even a little scared of Mr. Christensen?”

Anthea raised an evebrow playfully, “Scared? What’s there to be scared of? He doesn’t bite!”

“I

I can’t quite put my finger on it, but he’s just… intimidating!” Sarah added, “You go on, I’ll wait for you here at the hotel.”

Truth be told, Sarah had her own little plan.

ordinary guy, and neither was Anthea.

vegetanan and seemed cold, Sarah had a hunch

together? Sarah definitely

famous vegetarian bistro tonight.

“Oh, Ann, stop worrying about me. Go on, have a good

the coat rack and placed it on her head, “Alright, I’m

“Mhm” Sarah nodded.

from the hotel; a mere 20–minute walk. Considering Capital City’s notorious traffic jams, Anthea

of snow still clung stubbornly to

as the sun began to set, its rays refracted off the snow casting the world in

black leggings, a white knit sweater, and draped in a knee–length beige wool coat. Her hat, with a veil shading her face, added a touch

give her

she arrived at

in a simple, elegant suit, a rosary twined in his fingers, his gaze serene

the

light played across his sharp features, adding an

didn’t dare to hold his gaze for too long.

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Mr. Christensen, Anthea said as she

briefly, “Only

off her hat and placed it on the chair

her a

tea gently. It was crisp and sweet on the palate a sign of fine tea.

sip and asked, “Have you