From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 320

Chapter 320

"Mr. Yeager, what a pleasure to meet you."

Nanson continued, "Discussing business in the lobby isn't ideal. How about we move to a private room? Excuse me, do you have any available?"

"Of course, gentlemen, please follow me this way," the server replied, leading the way.

Ileana stood frozen in shock.

What was going on?

Had she heard right? Did that man just call Nanson, Mr. Yeager?

Had Nanson hit the big time?

Swallowing hard, Ileana recalled the designer suit Nanson was wearing, something not even ten grand could buy.

Lance owned a similar suit, treating it like a treasure, hardly ever wearing it.

She couldn't remember how she made it back to her seat.

"Hey, babe, you're here," Lance said, wrapping his arm around Ileana, oblivious to what had just happened. Looking at Lance's pudgy hand and then thinking back to Nanson in his sharp suit made Ileana's stomach turn. She had left Nanson because he was broke, but now that he seemed to be Mr. Yeager, she had to get back with him!

But she wasn't entirely sure yet if Nanson was just putting on a show, so she couldn't break things off with Lance just yet.

Ileana turned to Lance with a smile, "Lance, I've got plans with my bestie to go shopping. Why

I can come with you two," Lance

"Lance, it's a girl thing. Imagine we're shopping for lingerie or something. I might be fine, but my friend would be so embarrassed

can resist a woman's

up, "Alright, I'll wait for you

good," Ileana pecked Lance on

gone, Ileana sat in the café until she saw Nanson

a brand-new Mercedes on his way

worth no less

hailed a cab to discreetly follow

if Nanson was just putting on

front of the

Ileana frowned.

all that, Nanson was just

thought he had made

Ileana saw two people, looking very much like assistants, approach Nanson with respect,

What was going on?

into the office,

to get to the bottom of this, Ileana got out of the cab

lobby was lavishly

she entered, a receptionist approached, "Ma'am, how may

before asking, "Is Nanson one

receptionist replied with a smile. "Mr.

What?