From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 297

Chapter 297

Karen's eyes sparkled with cunning calculation.

Sherman thought he was tough, huh? Well, she'd serve him a slice of humble pie! It was high time he got a taste of his own medicine, experiencing the cold shoulder only to end up in a desperate chase. Otherwise, he'd never see what was truly in his heart. And you had to hand it to Riley; the timing of his appearance couldn't have been more perfect. Not only was he the world's best grandson, but he was also the smartest!

Sherman frowned slightly, his fingers tracing the edge of his rosary. "Grandma, you're matchmaking again!"

"Who says I'm matchmaking? What if Ann falls for Riley, huh? It's not like Riley's any less of a catch. Not to mention, he's at least ten years younger than you! You're old enough to be Ann's father, which is probably why you can't win her over!"

Karen grew more animated as she spoke. Sherman felt a knot of irritation in his chest that he couldn't shake off. He didn't even know why he was angry. He just was. And he felt like hitting something! "Whatever you say," he muttered, turning on his heel and walking away.

Karen hummed softly to herself as she watched his retreating figure. Just you wait, kiddo! Your downfall is nigh!

Riley chatting and laughing together. To be precise, there was also Adah standing between them, but Sherman conveniently ignored her presence. Clutching his rosary,

up, "Yeah,

you've been learning to box. I dabbled in it

gotten into him today? Why this sudden

"I, um,

to meet his maker just yet. What was up with his big cousin today? Riley took a moment to seriously reflect on his own

on the shoulder, "Don't be nervous. I'm an amateur, I

all, he had been training for three years! Even if he couldn't beat Sherman, he wouldn't go down without a fight. He might even turn the

backs with a little confusion, "What's

it's just deep cousinly love!" What else could it be? Just

Adah was even more puzzled, "Mom, what's

immediately dropped her facade of seriousness, "I'm not laughing!" As she spoke, she picked up a cherry with her

out what Karen was scheming. Sherman was usually all about wellness, from his herbal tea to his

a pair of boxing gloves. Riley caught them and put them on. They stood in the center of the room, exchanged