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!

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

up, "Yeah,

I dabbled in it myself back in the day. How

What's gotten into him today? Why this

um, I think

He wasn't looking to meet his maker just yet. What was up with his big

amateur,

Riley loosened up. After 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 tables on Sherman So he followed

watched their backs with a

replied seriously, "Maybe it's just deep cousinly love!" What else could it be?

her hand. Adah was even more puzzled, "Mom, what's

laughing!" As she spoke, she picked up a cherry with her fork and offered

from his herbal tea to his spacious

him a pair of boxing gloves. Riley caught them and put them on. They stood in the center of the room, exchanged a warrior's salute, and began to