From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Hearing that, Ileana looked up at Violet with a smirk. "You're that confident?"

Violet puffed up her chest, a playful twinkle in her eyes. "Well, I've got all the reason to be."

Confidence oozed from Violet, her stunning looks and graceful demeanor had Nanson completely enchanted. It was clear as day that a love confession was on the horizon. Ileana chuckled, then added, "Just don't forget me when you hit the jackpot."

"That's a given," Violet linked arms with Ileana, her voice warm with gratitude. "Ileana, everything I have now, it's all thanks to you. How could I possibly forget you!" Indeed.

The moment Violet "accidentally" bumped into Nanson, it was all part of a master plan.

A plan meticulously crafted by Ileana herself.

Ileana couldn't stand the thought of being tossed aside by Nanson after three years of being together.

Why should he have the right to dump her?

She was supposed to be the lady of QuickSend Parcels!

If Nanson made her life miserable, she'd make sure to return the favor.

habits inside out - his likes, dislikes, making him fall for

of her dear friend,

gentle elegance, Violet was the epitome of a well-mannered lady, irresistible to any

Violet, plotting the entire

name. She was born Jenny, adopting "Violet" later on as a stage name. And she wasn't a dance instructor as she claimed, but

to her striking

showing up just for her. But the attention was fleeting Despite the lavish tips that equaled a fortnight's wages for an average person in just one night,

would her income.

of losing her financial independence terrified Jenny. At thirty, her youthful allure was waning, and

more stable

finding a wealthy

admirers was a

men who

her workplace seldom viewed

of her profession as marriage

karaoke bar, leaving her with few options to meet someone of means. And

that did