From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 255

Nanson sat back, his skepticism swayed by Anthen’s impassioned plen “Knowledge once leamed is yours forever, no one can steal it. Besides, it won’t take much of your time just an hour or two each day” she urged.

As her words sank in, Nanson began to see the light. What if the translator they hired turned out to be a corporate spy? It’d be too late for regrets then. Prevention was better than cure, after all

He couldn’t help but marvel at Annie’s wisdom. Despite her tender years, she seemed to understand so much. Sometimes, Nanson even felt like he wasn’t Anthea’s uncle at all, but the other way around.

“Annie, can you set me up with a tutor then?” he asked.

Her smile was slight but triumphant, “You’ve come around, Nanson?”

He nodded, “I have”

Returning to her room, Anthea fetched a few books and handed them to Nanson, “I bought these for Mom recently and got an extra set just in case. Here, take these. I’ll send you the tutor’s contact info later, and you can talk to them yourself.”

“Thanks,” Nanson said, accepting the books.

As he flipped through the pages, he couldn’t resist sharing his latest sighting, “Guess what I just saw downstairs, Anthea?”

“What?” Anthea asked

sports car, a Silverblade, and

nonchalant, “So?”

idea how much

she

dead when I tell you.” Nanson gestured emphatically. “A

Her indifference

and all

eyes and a tone

worry, I’ll buy you ten

speechless, suspecting bluster but without

got to be

lost in his own narrative when Anthea cut in, “Wake up,

the silhouette of the limited edition Silverblade became just discernible, one of less

chiseled profile, his features veiled by the shadowy light, Dressed in a plain, buttoned up coat, he twirled a crimson rosary between

was filled with music, and through the window, a