From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 477

With Nanson's words in mind, Gerard's anticipation to meet his mother only grew.

He couldn't wait for the day they would finally be reunited!

The two of them chatted for quite a while, and it wasn't until after four in the afternoon that Nanson drove Gerard back to his hotel. "Gerry, I have to travel to County Pellonia for work tomorrow, so I won't be able to see you off when you leave for Capital City the day after. Make sure to text me when you get there."

"Will do," Gerard nodded. "Goodbye, Mr. Yeager."

"Goodbye."

Meanwhile...

At the Christensen Corporation.

Anthea stood behind the boss's chair, while Sherman sat in it, pointing at the computer screen, "Here, here, and here there are a few minor issues. See if there's any way to fix them."

Anthea leaned in slightly, her elegant, fair fingers resting on the mouse.

A subtle, fresh fragrance emanated from her, filling his senses.

It was a scent unlike the synthetic notes of perfume.

It was natural, like the earthy aroma after a rain, irresistibly intoxicating.

Just then...

A playful strand of her hair slipped from her ear and brushed against his, the soft ends tickling his ear with a gentle, tingling sensation.

It felt rather enchanting.

Thump, thump, thump-

Sherman could clearly hear the pounding of his own heart.

a moment?" Anthea suddenly

regained his composure, standing up to let Anthea take his

sat down, her fingers dancing across the

shifted and transformed under

by her

Anthea

one hand resting on the desk and the other

was labored, heart

the computer screen with his

and remote subroutine call opcodes aren't necessary."

she

turned her head, her lips brushed against his, cool

like a jolt

a fleeting moment,

Sherman did too.

that instant, the very air around them seemed to

time in her life, Anthea felt her heart pounding

Thump, thump, thump.

heart no longer belonged to her, completely out

What a transgression!

Truly a transgression!

taken

articulate, Ms. Yeager found herself at a loss

dry,

suppose there really isn't any issue here," Sherman stood up, clearing his throat

accepting the

"Is tea okay?"

prefer an

"Got it."