From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 484

Chapter 484

Nanson was severely injured, with blood streaming down his forehead. At this moment, he had already slipped into unconsciousness.

Sherman immediately ordered the bodyguards to carry Nanson to the car. "Take us to the nearest hospital," he instructed the driver in the front seat.

"Understood," the driver responded.

The car sped through the streets, arriving at the hospital in no time.

...

When Nanson finally regained consciousness, his nostrils were filled with the

sharp scent of antiseptic, and his vision was a blur of white. His throat felt painfully parched, as if it were on fire.

A figure sat by his bedside.

In one hand, the figure held a rosary, while the other hand was gently flipping through a book titled *The Scripture of Serenity*. With each turn of the page, a faint, pleasant aroma of sandalwood wafted through the air.

Where was he?

Disoriented, Nanson rubbed his temples. He recalled that last night, after finalizing a deal with a client, he was on his way home. It was late, and he hadn't expected any trouble. But out of nowhere, he was ambushed by a group of thugs in Pellonia.

His head had taken a serious blow. Just as he thought he might die on the streets, a bright light appeared, and then everything went dark.

someone had rescued

furrowed his brow. If he remembered correctly, that must have been what

the book and looked over with concern. "Mr. Yeager, you're awake. How are you feeling?

Was that... Sherman?

Sherman was the one

started, still processing, when Sherman offered him a spoonful of

his mouth to receive it. The cool water soothed his burning throat, like rain falling on parched

"Mr. Yeager,, you don't need to worry. The doctor said the cut on your head isn't deep, but you do have a mild concussion. You'll

like a mechanical water-drinking machine, kept accepting

one spoonful

Sherman, whom he thought of as a reckless playboy, would

seemed Sherman

as he had imagined. If Sherman were truly

risked his own safety

rescue him.

in a place

complex mix of emotions, Nanson

you who

offer water. "You're a senior; just call me Sherman or

and said, "Sherm, you didn't tell Annie about

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