From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 485

The table was laden with comforting dishes: a hearty stew, freshly steamed fish, sautéed mushrooms with greens, and a rich pot roast. Nanson, having spent three days in Pellonia subsisting on the local cuisine, was visibly excited to see such a familiar spread. He couldn't help but swallow back a wave of nostalgia.

Delicious!

Absolutely mouthwatering.

He glanced over to Sherman's side.

What was that plate of green stuff?

Salad?

Nanson furrowed his brow ever so slightly.

"Let me help you with that," Sherman offered, picking up Nanson's plate with a smile.

Sherman's desire to please Nanson was clear, knowing full well that keeping him happy was always a good strategy.

Witnessing this scene, Sherman's assistant was dumbfounded.

He even wondered if he was seeing things.

Having worked alongside Sherman for so long, he had never seen him act so deferential.

Was he really feeding someone else?

Who was this Mr. Yeager, anyway?

be some kind of

waved him off, "No, no, it's okay.

can manage by

the plate from Sherman and began

to his

fork and wiped his mouth with a napkin. “Mr. Yeager, I have a few things to handle this

"Hello Mr. Yeager,

need to be babysat, and Lacy can leave too. I

days securing a key

far worse

little setback was

thoughts and continued, "You don't need to worry about the contract. I've arranged everything. Someone will come by this afternoon to

Nanson was taken aback.

was supposed to negotiate was with

Sherman really handle

help but

influential back home,

have

assistant, Lacy, "Make sure you take good

count on me,"

rosary beads as he spoke, “A concussion is no small issue. Focus

calm yet carried an

left speechless, unable to voice any objections, as

long after Sherman departed, Nanson wanted to settle his medical

all, not back home; he didn't want to

Nanson's path, looking somewhat uneasy, "Mr. Yeager, Mr. Christensen was insistent that