From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 483

What a pity...

Was she really going to leave this world with regrets?

Audrey held Anthea's hand tightly and continued, "Annie, I'm the only family Alex has left in this world. Once I'm gone, he'll be all alone. He's always been afraid of the dark and loneliness since he was a child. If you have the time, could you visit him now and then, like a grandmother would?"

Anthea nodded gently, "Of course, you can count on me."

"Thank you, dear Annie."

With that, Audrey turned her gaze towards Alex, reaching out her other hand. "Alex, Alex."

"I'm here."

Alex walked over and took her hand.

"Grandma's time is up; I'm about to leave..." Audrey said softly. "There's an old saying: the dying have nothing but kind words. Alex, let the past remain in the past. Your father and stepmother have been gone for so long. Promise me you'll let go of those memories and live a good life, alright?"

Alex remained silent; his downcast eyes betrayed no hint of emotion.

Anthea glanced up at Alex.

"Can't you promise me that, so I can leave peacefully?" Audrey's voice cracked as she was overcome by a fit of coughing.

Finally, Alex spoke slowly, "I'm sorry, I can't make that promise lightly."

Audrey closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face.

After a long pause, she spoke again, "Alex, I hope you have a smooth life ahead and can move on from the past..." She suddenly opened her eyes, turning her head towards the doorway, a smile blossoming on her lips. "Dear, you're here to take me..."

turned her

no

back at Audrey, the

just slipped away before her eyes, and Anthea couldn't hold back her tears.

Anthea

Anthea met his gaze.

you think I'm heartless?"

had passed away right in front of him, yet he hadn't shed

must seem

others unless you've walked in their shoes." No one truly knew what Alex had been

Alex was taken aback.

said

he was most used to hearing

ruthless, that he'd

why he did

No one ever asked.

she's gone. Can you handle

wiped her tears,

...

Meanwhile, in Pellonia.

one in

down the opulent

back seat sat

sharp

leaning back and gazingis yeatures, holding a

window.

That man was Sherman.

Pellonia had been chaotic these past few days, the