From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 441

"Wash up, will ya?"

Sherman turned to tackle the dishes.

Anthea spun around, heading for the living room.

No sooner had she reached it than she burst into uncontrollable laughter.

Sherman looked back, "What's so funny?"

Anthea, pointing at the TV, managed to say, "I can't...this guy on TV...such a goof!"

Her laughter grew even louder, unrestrained.

Sherman, puzzled, wondered if Anthea was poking fun at him, but he had no proof.

After the dishes, Sherman brought out a platter of snacks.

Peeled lychees and mangosteen.

Sliced pineapple.

And sweet, juicy watermelon.

Before they knew it, five days had flown by.

In these five days, Anthea and Sherman's interactions became more relaxed, less formal, just like Karen had said - Anthea now treated Sherman as if he were a close buddy. The island wasn't big.

Over the past five days, Anthea and Sherman had explored every nook and cranny.

course, they also encountered a

day, they

was

day, they were hunting for wild

the ants took a detour when they

just got off the phone with Mrs. Christensen. She said she and Adah can't make it for now. Should we head back?" Anthea suggested, feeling a bit bored now that they'd seen and done everything the island had to offer, including getting their fill of seafood.

the yacht captain not here yet?"

can pilot

can?" Anthea raised an

Sherman nodded.

"Then I'll go pack."

were few,

to the yacht, Sherman headed to

obsolete. Hence, she had no experience piloting them, though

helm, turned the key with practiced ease, starting

simple action somehow looked cool, especially his grip on

Anthea watched intently.

glanced back,

"Can I try?"

offering her the seat. "Here, sit.

Anthea took the seat.

from behind, his arms reaching around her sides to guide her

to feel

heart skipped

the wheel, the other on the throttle, "This is the

the speedometer. When it hits 5000 RPM, you're

with Sherman's