From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 209

Anthea glanced at Sherman with a touch of surprise flickering in her eyes.

Why was Sherman acting like some old–timer? He didn’t get the joke.

“Mr. Christensen, don’t you watch live streams?” Anthen asked, a hint of disdain in her gaze.

Sherman coughed lightly, trying to steer away from the awkwardness. “If I were you, Ms. Yeager, what would have been my Just now?”

y next move

“Obviously, like this!” Anthea declared, confidently grabbing a chess piece and setting it aside. “They say to sacrifice the pawn to save the rook, but that’s not always the case. Sometimes, a little pawn can change the whole game, break the opponent’s strategy! Just like in life, we should never underestimate anyone.”

The chessboard, seemingly settled moments before, was now alive with new possibilities!

Sherman’s eyes lit up. He picked up his own p

piece and placed it near Anthea’s hand. “My next move would be this. If your rook comes over, my cannon will capture it!”

“Do you think that’s enough to win, Mr. Christensen? Anthea raised an eyebrow teasingly.

“Is there another way?” Sherman’s eyes were glued to the board.

Could Anthea really have another trick up her sleeve?

With a sly smile, Anthea picked up a piece, her voice calm and collected, “If you take my rook, my knight will check your king! Do you know what that move is called?”

Sherman was taken aback, he hadn’t expected Anthea to have a contingency plan. It was unbelievable!

said, “This strategy is called ‘bait and switch“,”

hold back his praise. “A perfect bait

replied, “Oh, it’s nothing special. You’re just an easy mark.”

was for the first time called a fool to his

by a young

far from being angry, he simply said, “It seems I’ve been

actually quite good at this,” continued Anthea. “It’s rare for someone to make me exert real effort. You’re the first…

the second.”

that online gamer, LeisureHermit.

asked,

acquaintance I met during a

acquaintance? Who could

or female? How old? Have they met in person?

not have realized he had all these questions swirling in his head, his brow

said, “It’s getting late, Mr. Christensen, I should head back

keen for another game,

Christensen.” Anthea stood, slipping on her coat and hat.

donned his blazer that was hanging nearby.

ten minutes, the car pulled up in front

farewell and reminded him to drive

slightly, “I

and walked towards

was it? Did you enjoy Mr.

“It