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,

Sherman was a vegetanan and seemed cold, Sarah had a hunch that he felt something special for Anthea.

up together? Sarah definitely didn’t

we’re going to Capital City’s most famous vegetarian bistro tonight. You sure you want to miss

towards the door, “Oh, Ann, stop worrying

her hat from the coat rack and placed it on her head, “Alright, I’m off then.”

“Mhm” Sarah nodded.

far from the hotel; a mere 20–minute walk. Considering Capital City’s notorious traffic jams, Anthea chose to walk instead of hailing

of snow still clung stubbornly

its rays refracted off the

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

couldn’t help but give her admining

she arrived at

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

the window.

light played across his sharp features, adding an icy veneer to his already cool demeanor.

dare to hold his gaze

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Anthea said

briefly, “Only a few minutes before

took off her hat and placed

her a

seat and sipped the tea gently. It was crisp

asked, “Have you ordered, Mr. Christensen?”