From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

Chapter 537

Sherman fiddled with his cross pendant and shot Hector a sidelong glance. "What are you getting so worked up about? It's not like you're going on a blind date."

Looking at Hector, all dressed up and trying to look suave, Sherman suddenly regretted setting him up to meet Anthea. He couldn't really explain why. Maybe it was just a knot in his chest that wouldn't go away.

Hector, meanwhile, was buzzing with excitement. "But she's my idol! I have to make a good impression, don't I? Sherman, be honest-how do I look?"

Sherman gave him a slow once-over, lips quirking in a smirk. “Honestly? Not great. You look like you just rolled out of bed. And did you even wash your hair last night? I can see dandruff from here."

Hector's face fell. "Dude, don't mess with me!"

"I never lie," Sherman replied, counting his rosary beads with an air of finality.

Hector looked like he was about to bolt back and wash his hair, but there was no time. He slumped, thoroughly dejected. If only he'd gotten up earlier and showered.

Just then, the low growl of a black Ferrari echoed down the street, drawing closer.

"She's here," Sherman said quietly.

"My idol's here?" Hector's eyes lit up.

Sherman nodded slightly.

swung open, and the first thing they saw was a long leg in combat boots. Their gaze traveled upward: a black tee with a fringe hem,

to wonder what was

obscured by a pair of dark sunglasses, leaving only the sharp

radiated a cool,

the light around them. "You two

shown up ten minutes ahead of

security footage before. He'd already thought she was breathtaking on camera. In person, though, she was on a whole different level— words couldn't

twirling his cross, said, "We just got here too. Right, let me introduce you. This is

an easy confidence. "Nice to

great to meet you! I

he could

His regret about introducing Hector to Anthea only deepened. What

turned to Anthea. "Shall we

spot as our starting line, and the intersection at Epiphany Avenue as the finish.

Sherman had no objections.

less-how could

10:20 now. We'll

Sherman nodded. "Sounds good."

double

Whoa.