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!

piece and she said, “This strategy is called ‘bait and

Sherman didn’t hold back his praise. “A perfect bait

nothing special. You’re just

Christensen was for the first

young girl, no less.

seems I’ve been short–sighted, not seeing that stratagem within a

for someone to make me exert real effort. You’re

the second.”

that

first?” Sherman asked, trying to hide a

online acquaintance I met

Who could that

How old? Have they met in person?

had all these questions swirling in his head, his

late, Mr. Christensen, I should head back to the hotel.”

had been keen for another game, rose

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

his blazer that was hanging nearby.

car pulled

bid Sherman farewell and

nodded slightly, “I

and walked

inside, Sarah was all curiosity, “How was it? Did you enjoy Mr. Christensen’s company?”

“It was