From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 440

"Is that all? Piece of cake," Anthea said, her voice tinged with nonchalance as she swiftly drew a knife across the lamb's belly, slicing open a crimson line before deftly peeling off its skin. Despite the gruesomeness of the task at hand, Sherman found a certain peaceful harmony in the act, as if it underscored the tranquility of simpler times.

Catching his gaze, Anthea looked up slightly. "You're not going to look away?"

"Why should I? If a girl like you isn't bothered, why would I be?" Sherman replied, twirling a lighter in his fingers.

"But aren't you a vegetarian?" she probed.

Sherman's tone was light. "Just looking won't hurt."

"Then, could you fetch a large platter from the kitchen? I want to carve out the best part of the loin."

"Sure thing."

With that, Sherman headed to the kitchen.

It seemed Anthea was probably the first person to ever boss Sherman around like this.

And yet, Sherman didn't seem to mind at all.

After grabbing the platter, Sherman asked, "Anything else you need?"

"Grab me a pair of scissors, will you?"

"Alright."

And just like that, Anthea had Sherman running errands all morning.

By half-past ten, Anthea had dissected the entire lamb.

The innards were discarded, along with the head, leaving them with about eighty pounds of meat.

to whip up a lamb

vegetarian diet, she decided to prepare a spicy mushroom noodles for

mind,

filled with the tantalizing aroma of

on the outside and tender on the inside. The juices burst in her mouth, almost making her wish she could swallow her own tongue along with

The flavor was spectacular!

her eyes

outside the glass door, raised

chops really

ready, Anthea started on Sherman's spicy mushroom noodles and her own

and lamb broths had been prepared in

she needed to do was to cook

onions, garlic,

added some

eat. Come

way."

his bowl of spicy mushroom noodles. "Here's yours, and this

the dining

seemingly simple noodle soup

time, he finished the

meal, Sherman took the initiative to do the

lacked a dishwasher, so it had to be done

the distinguished Mr. Christensen, it was his first time standing in front

to being challenged, found himself at a loss before

be done

Sherman frowned slightly.

think you should start by using some dish soap." The dish soap

glint of mischief flickered in Anthea's eyes. "Then, you need to put