From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 208

After a day of hitting the shops, hunger had finally started to nudge her. She was the kind who didn’t fuss over table manners–comfort was her priority, and incidentally, her nonchalance often painted the most beautiful, natural picture.

Sherman glanced sideways, catching sight of her focused indulgence.

Was it really that delectable?

He speared a piece of broccoli, chewing thoughtfully.

It tasted… pretty ordinary, actually.

Bot as he watched her relish her meal, he found himself eating more than he intended.

Nearly full, Anthen waved over the server “Could we get two of your desserts, please?”

The server nodded. “Sure thing”

Sherman’s lips parted slightly. “One is enough for me, I’m stuffed.”

“Don’t worry about it, bring two.” Anthea insisted.“1 can finish them both by myself”

Sherman was speechless. He realized that she never intended to share in the first place.

dove into

they all ate very little to maintain their figures, barely touching their food and steering clear of sweets altogether. This had led Sherman to believe that

he was mistaken.

react if they knew that their self–denial didn’t necessarily give them the edge over someone who ate

there, twirling his cross pendant between his fingers. They didn’t

and headed to the bar to settle the bill, only to learn that Sherman had already

I thought this was my treat. Why did

the cross pendant. “It doesn’t really matter who pays, but if Ms. Yeager feels compelled to return the favor, there’s a coffee shop not far from here. You could invite me for a cup. And perhaps, you could share some

“You want

Sherman nodded, “Yes.”

time on her phone–it wasn’t even 7 PM yet–so she

restaurant together, with Sherman gallantly opening

spacious and clean, a reflection of

the coffee shop shortly after.

enthusiasm. “Mr. Christensen, welcome back. Right this way, please.”

full of disbelief. Sherman usually came alone or with Daniel. The sight of

manager’s head was swirling

ushered into Sherman’s favorite private room, which was decorated with a classic elegance. An antique chess set awaited them on a side table.

Sherman gestured for

just as the manager brought some steaming coffee. The rising