From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 272

He had been in the game for years, never taking a fall.

It was no different this time. He wouldn’t lose to some chick!

Just now, he had intentionally sprinted into this dead–end alley because it was a blind spot for the cameras and his turf.

The chick was easy on the eyes and probably even better in other ways!

With that thought, a sleazy grin spread across the man’s face in black.

Since she liked sticking her nose where it didn’t belong, she couldn’t blame him for what was coming!

At that moment, the man in black pulled a gleaming switchblade from his pocket and stood up. He, approached Anthea step by step. Meanwhile, three or four other men, also clad in black, silently appeared behind Anthea, cutting off any chance of retreat.

Anthea was totally trapped. There was no way out.

With her arms crossed, Anthea watched the man in black advance toward her.

She didn’t show a hint of fear on her face. Instead, a faint smile played at the corners of her mouth.

The man in black frowned.

Why wasn’t she running?

Wouldn’t a girl usually bolt in this situation?

Why wasn’t Anthea moving?

Had she been scared stiff?

That was most likely.

what’s good for you, you’ll play nice with us boys tonight. We’ll promise you a good time, or else,

in with leering, ominous laughter.

glinted in

slightly. “Or

the man in black by the throat and lifted him off the ground, “Or maybe this?

thugs behind Anthea growing weak–kneed with

lifting a grown man off his feet!

was downright

wildly, his face turning the

felt Death’s presence right beside him, ready

had plenty to say a moment ago,” Anthea tightened her grip.

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his face twisted with pain and

it again…”

He was scared.

a pretty little thing, but

turned to the group

scared out of their wits, fell to their knees. “We

release the man in black.

ground hard, stirring up

thank

“Hand it over.”

an exquisite purse out of his coat.

the purse. “If I find anything missing, do you believe I have a hundred ways to finish you off?”

wasn’t about to tempt fate by crossing

in hand, Anthea quickly returned to where she

middle–aged woman in the cocktail dress was still waiting there.

this your purse?”