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.

they also encountered a fair share

first day, they chased after

day, Sherman was coaxed

the third day, they were hunting for wild

took a detour when they

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

the yacht captain not

can pilot

can?" Anthea raised an eyebrow

Sherman nodded.

"Then I'll go pack."

belongings were few, and she

Sherman headed to the cockpit, with an intrigued Anthea

was polluted, making yachts obsolete. Hence, she had no experience piloting them, though she had a

turned the key with practiced ease, starting

cool, especially his grip on

Anthea watched intently.

back, "Wanna

"Can I try?"

the seat. "Here,

Anthea took the seat.

arms reaching around

Anthea to feel his breath on her ear,

heart skipped

wheel, the other on the throttle, "This

speedometer. When it hits

pilot the yacht was surprisingly easy with