From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 479

The man sitting across from Anthea had an air of sophistication about him, like someone who had received an excellent education.

As Anthea picked up a drumstick, she asked curiously, "Doesn't seeing me devour this big drumstick stir any feelings in you at all?"

"Is there a difference between a drumstick and a salad?" Sherman raised an eyebrow subtly.

Anthea replied, "A drumstick is meat! Aren't you the least bit curious about what it tastes like?"

Sherman took a sip of his soup, "To me, their only purpose is to fill the stomach." Anthea took a bite of her drumstick, "You're quite the enigma! You earn so much money, yet you neither indulge nor enjoy. What's the point?"

Sherman looked up at Anthea, his deep-set eyes as inscrutable as a midnight sky. "I used to wonder about that myself, but now I know."

"So, what's your deal?" Anthea prodded.

"That's a secret," Sherman said, setting down his spoon and wiping his mouth with a napkin.

Despite his relaxed posture, he exuded an innate elegance, and with Anthea sitting across from him, they drew more than a few curious glances.

After they finished their meal, Sherman drove Anthea home.

As they pulled up, Sherman noticed someone standing there-Nanson-holding what appeared to be a metal pipe.

When Anthea got out of the car, Nanson hurried over.

"Uncle, what brings you here?" she asked.

Nanson, still holding the pipe, grinned, "Annie, I recently learned a couple of new martial arts moves. Let me show you!"

Martial arts moves? Anthea looked at Nanson, puzzled.

isn't aimed at anyone in particular, just trying to

that, Nanson began demonstrating a series of martial arts moves, concluding with

thinking of messing with his beloved niece would end

thought to himself, was Nanson indirectly warning

Christensen, what do you think of

"Very impressive," Sherman complimented.

won't keep

Sherman nodded slightly.

wrist, Nanson said, "Let's

goodbye to Sherman as they disappeared into the

their forms vanished

home, Nanson leaned the bent pipe against

the pipe, "When did you become

you know?" Nanson flexed his biceps for

developed, making it

with.

He added,

After tonight, that Mr.

dare have any

he'll

"You've misunderstood

open a soda, "Misunderstanding or not, it's always good

...

day arrived

morning, Anthea drove Nanson

just got

seat, was a bit anxious,

this? Maybe I should just take a