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.

cold, Sarah had a hunch that he felt something special

those two ended up together? Sarah definitely didn’t

famous vegetarian bistro tonight. You sure you want

Anthea towards the door, “Oh, Ann, stop worrying about me. Go on, have a good time!”

and placed it on her

“Mhm” Sarah nodded.

20–minute walk. Considering Capital City’s notorious traffic jams, Anthea chose to walk instead of hailing a

it was a sunny day, patches of snow still clung stubbornly

the afternoon, as the sun began to set, its rays

in black leggings, a white knit sweater, and draped in a knee–length beige wool coat. Her hat, with a

give her

minutes later, she arrived at

a simple, elegant suit, a

the window.

light played across his sharp features, adding an icy veneer to his

didn’t dare to hold his gaze for too

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Christensen, Anthea said as she approached.

briefly, “Only

her hat and placed

her a cup of

was crisp and sweet on the palate a sign of fine

asked, “Have you ordered, Mr.

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