From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 503

Rebecca's assistant didn't have a clue, but Rebecca wasn't ready to give up. She was determined to have a "chance encounter" with Phoenix YC.

That evening, she barely touched her dinner. Instead, she spent ages perfecting her makeup and hair, then made her way to the hotel lobby, hoping to just happen to run into Phoenix YC.

She waited until nine o'clock, but not a single person who even remotely resembled Phoenix YC walked by.

Not only did she fail to bump into Phoenix YC-

She ran into someone she never expected: Anthea.

Rebecca frowned. What was Anthea doing here? Was there some new RealTimeFlow event in town?

But then she remembered next time they met, she and Anthea would be living in completely different worlds. The thought put a gleam of satisfaction in her eyes.

That night, after everyone else had gone to bed, Anthea was still awake, sitting at her desk in a silk camisole nightgown, busy at her computer.

In front of her, along with her laptop, floated a translucent screen. Her fingers tapped rapidly across its surface.

She was preparing to destroy the cheat system inside Rebecca.

It made sense-Anthea was the original creator of the cheat system, so she knew

its weaknesses. The problem was, writing a

the morning did Anthea finally

she knew it, the sun was

technology experts from around the globe, the main streets of Capital

at five, getting ready for the

lashes—she didn't skip a single step. She styled her hair

go unnoticed, she picked out a long, form-fitting dress in vibrant

be the center of

swept out of the hotel. A

following. No one was. Had Phoenix YC already left for the

slightly, Rebecca stepped gracefully into

escort, she arrived at the Tech Summit Global

eyes turned her way. She was probably the youngest person ever

many, Rebecca followed an usher to her seat. Each place at the

To her left-Phoenix YC.

must have arranged it in advance. Otherwise, what were the odds that she'd be seated right

Sherman Christensen would get

YC. What man wouldn't, seeing the girl he liked next