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.

guy, and neither was

and seemed cold, Sarah had a hunch

those two ended up together? Sarah definitely didn’t want to

vegetarian bistro tonight. You sure you want to miss out?” Anthea asked.

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

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

“Mhm” Sarah nodded.

City’s notorious traffic jams, Anthea chose to walk instead

day, patches of snow

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

knee–length beige wool coat. Her hat, with a veil shading her face, added a touch of mystery to her

give her

later, she arrived

by a window dressed in a simple, elegant suit, a

out the window.

played across his sharp features, adding an icy veneer

waitstaff passing by didn’t dare to hold his gaze for

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Mr. Christensen, Anthea

her, replying briefly, “Only

her hat and placed it on the chair beside her.

a cup of tea

It was crisp and sweet on

sip and asked, “Have you