From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 469

Did she really dislike Violet, or was there more to the story?

Carole and Nanson had been siblings for years, and he knew his sister wasn't the type to change her demeanor so easily. There had to be a reason behind it.

Smiling to shift the topic, Nanson asked, "Hey sis, where's Annie?"

Carole replied, "She should be in her room. I'll go get her."

Just as Carole stood up from the couch, the saying "speak of the devil" seemed to come to life. Anthea emerged from the room with a casual, "Mom, Uncle."

Her eyes scanned the room and landed on a woman she didn't recognize. This must be Violet.

Anthea raised an eyebrow slightly, immediately recalling the incident at the skincare store the previous day.

With a smile, Nanson introduced them, "Annie, this is Ms. White. Violet, meet my eldest niece."

Violet quickly stood up from the couch, her eyes alight with surprise. "So this is Annie! What a beauty! Hi Annie, I'm Violet. Your uncle speaks of you often!"

Having spent years in the bustling nightlife, Violet had never encountered such a stunning girl. Beautiful. Absolutely stunning. If she were at one of their gatherings, she'd be the brightest star, the one everyone admired.

"Hello, Ms. White." Anthea greeted politely.

Violet frowned slightly. Despite Anthea being just nineteen, she exuded an inexplicable pressure. It was peculiar, like standing before the highest authority in a bustling arena. It unnerved Violet, making her hesitate to meet Anthea's gaze directly.

She glanced down at herself. She hadn't said anything wrong, nor had she offended this mother-daughter duo. Her attire was impeccable... so why did it feel like a weight sat heavy on her heart?

to Violet and asked, "What does

of the events yesterday. She

Violet and didn't want to jump to

a university professor, and my mother is

currently

Violet's parents were

family! Do you

continued, "which is

wonderful sister

Carole smiled politely.

the subject. "Oh, by the way, brought you a gift. It's just a small

beautifully packaged gift—a high-end lipstick. No

gesture, but I rarely wear makeup. You should keep it for

box on the table, "I've brought it, so

in to support Violet, "Sis, Violet spent a long time picking out that perfect shade for you. You

I really won't use it," Carole said, standing up. "You all chat; I'll

help you!" Violet stood

declined, "No need, the kitchen's smoky. Don't ruin your

problem. I cook at home

Violet

someone who enjoys cooking

wouldn't have