From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 274

Chapter 274

Adah bubbled over with excitement. "I have never seen this Ann you keep yapping about, but I can bet my bottom dollar that Annie knocks Ann out of the park any day!"

"Poppycock!" Karen scowled, her brows knitting together in disapproval. "No matter how striking Annie might be, she's got nothing on my Ann! Ann is the belle of the ball, the talk of the town, and the queen bee! She's the girl that makes heads turn and hearts flutter!"

In Karen's eyes, Anthea was the epitome of beauty, the perfect ten.

Dare anyone say Anthea wasn't a knockout, and they'd have Karen to answer to, even if it were her daughter-in-law!

"Karen, don't you think you're laying it on a bit thick?" Adah couldn't fathom anyone more ravishing than Anthea. "Annie's drop-dead gorgeous, and you're saying she can't hold a candle to a plain Jane?" Karen was blowing her trumpet way too loud.

"How dare you?" Karen's hands shot to her hips. "Who're you calling a plain Jane?"

Unfazed, Adah retorted, "Well, you're always going on about Carlotta being a fish out of water. What's the deal? Is it one rule for you and another for everyone else?"

Karen choked on her words, her cheeks puffing up with anger as she pointed at Adah. "Ann is not a plain Jane! You should watch your mouth!"

voice laced with sarcasm, "Funny, you make it sound like she's the most beautiful girl in the

stumped. She'd never lost a verbal duel before, and at the moment, she'd talked herself into

What an embarrassment!

Annie can't even compare to my Ann!" Climbing onto the

table didn't give her enough height, she'd scale the ceiling if she had

trying to match up to my Annie? She's not

upstairs, and it's never-ending!" Karen's face turned crimson as she ranted without pausing for breath, "My Ann is the belle of the ball! Your so-called Annie can't even measure up to Ann, not a little

twitched, a sly idea forming. "How about we invite them over and settle this once and for all? Let's see who's the

invite them?"

a moment. "Ann's booked this week. I'll

coat and handing it to a servant. "Mom, Grandma, why does it

she's not as pretty as that Annie or whatever!

"If you dare say no, I'll knock some sense into you with

to settle down. Please stop dragging other ladies' names through the mud," Sherman said

with a

marry,

her blockhead of a grandson learned the hard way

couch. "I'm heading to my room." Soon after, the song "Amazing Grace" echoed down from