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 fair share of the

first day, they chased

Sherman was coaxed into raiding

day, they were hunting

a detour when

Anthea suggested, feeling a bit bored now that they'd seen and done everything the island had to offer, including getting their fill

yacht captain

can pilot

can?" Anthea raised an

Sherman nodded.

"Then I'll go pack."

belongings were few, and she packed

to the yacht, Sherman headed to the cockpit, with an intrigued Anthea

her world, the ocean was polluted, making yachts obsolete. Hence, she had no experience

at the helm, turned the key with practiced ease,

action somehow looked cool, especially his grip on

Anthea watched intently.

glanced back, "Wanna

"Can I try?"

offering her the seat. "Here,

Anthea took the seat.

leaned over her from behind, his arms reaching around

Anthea to feel his breath

skipped

one hand on the wheel, the other on the throttle, "This is the throttle.

When it hits 5000 RPM, you're good

the yacht was surprisingly easy with Sherman's guidance, and