From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

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Chapter 230

Others came to play games of chance, yet she came for a wholesale deal.

Anthea turned to The owner with a smooth smile, “Sir, Gould you do us a solid and deliver these to the base of the hill? We’ll hang out there and wait for you.

The owner felt like he’d been hit by a truck.

But in business, integrity’s king!

He’d given his word to Anthea. And he’d deliver, even if it meant taking a loss.

You live and learn.

Next time, he won’t underestimate anyone. Especially not a pretty young thing like her.

“Sure thing.” The owner nodded. “My boy will drop it off in a jiffy. You know the big pine tree down at the bottom? He’ll meet you there, Oh, and here’s my card, just ring this number if there’s a snag”

Anthea took the card graciously, “Thanks you.”

“No problem.”

In the crowd, a man in a black trench coat stood out like a sore thumb. His gaze fixed on Anthea, piercing as if it could see right through

her.

After a moment, he adjusted the wide brim of his hat, shielding his features.

recalled his assistant’s words from the day before.

are encrypted. We

files be under lock

he

she ignorant, foolish, a deadbeat, barely literate… But none of these

Anthea looked up again, he had

Maybe it

Anthea turned to her friend,

and they began their descent.

coming down is hard – and they weren’t

hour, but half an hour into their descent, they’d only covered

marveled, “Annie, you’re a real ace at

don’t you have exams to hit the books for? You’ve got college on the horizon, remember?”

Sarah sighed. “Guess I’ll learn

at home that could help.

a lifesaver, Annie.”

“Watch out!”

reached out and grabbed the wrist of a man

was surprisingly strong.

steps as he turned to thank her,

both did a

“Mr. Peterson?”

“Ms. Yeager?”

their lips in unison.

you have hypoglycemia, Mr. Peterson?” Anthea asked, crouching