From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 223

Bryce grudgingly bit the bullet, his wounded pride forcing him to swallow the pain.

The humiliation was already unbearable, and the thought of people finding out that he, a grown man, had been taken down by a slip of a girl was too much to stomach. Where could he possibly hide his face?

Gritting his teeth against the agony, Bryce picked himself up and hastily retreated from the party.

From the corner of the room, Anthea watched his retreating back, her voice tinged with a hint of mockery, “Careful, Mr. Harper. We wouldn’t want you to take another spill!”

Alex, having witnessed the entire debacle from the sidelines, narrowed his eyes, which glinted with a dark intensity. After a moment, he approached Anthea, “Ms. Yeager.”

“You’re looking for me, Mr. Peterson?”

He gave a slight nod, “Yes.”

“What’s the matter?”

“Kendrick is asking for you.”

Anthea’s eyebrows knit together slightly, “You sure you’ve got the right person this time?”

“I was mistaken earlier,” Alex said smoothly, his tone gentle, “I hope you won’t take it to heart, Ms. Yeager.”

She pressed on, “The Kendrick you mentioned, is he the one from Capital City?”

“Yes.” His response was succinct as he gestured for her to follow, “This way, Ms. Yeager.”

stepped forward to

they walked side by side,

the main hall, they needed to traverse an open–air path to reach the back of the venue. It was the

instructed a servant to bring a down jacket for

Mr. Peterson,” Anthea replied, “but my dress has temperature control built into it. I won’t

Co., Ltd?” Alex seemed to

nodded slightly, “You’re familiar with AY?”

a few

the industry. Though new, their strength was undeniable. They first secured a global patent for temperature–adjustable

invited Alex for a partnership. At the time, he hadn’t paid much attention, but

their own thoughts, they stepped onto

camellias, their fiery blooms nearly covering the entire path.

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of the vibrant scene under the shroud of night.

made one wonder if she was an enchantment

breeze brought with it the scent of camellias mixed with a

belong to the

to smells, glanced at

looked straight ahead, focused on

to be two types of women: those who instantly fell for his charms, and those, like Rebecca,

was different from both.

was curious whether she was naturally like this or if she