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.

lunch, Anthea planned to whip up a

prepare a spicy mushroom noodles for him, paired

in mind,

filled with

outside and tender on the inside. The juices burst in her

The flavor was spectacular!

her eyes in

outside the glass

lamb chops really that

on Sherman's spicy mushroom

the mushroom and lamb broths had been prepared

was to cook

don't eat onions,

Anthea added some parsley

eat. Come and

my way."

"Here's yours, and this cucumber

the dining area to

the seemingly simple

time, he finished

Sherman took the initiative to

dishwasher, so it had to be done

Christensen, it was his first time standing in front of a

to being challenged, found himself at a loss before

be done before starting

Sherman frowned slightly.

doorway, Anthea watched him, an apple in her hand. "I think you should start by using some dish soap." The

glint of mischief flickered in Anthea's eyes.