From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea ) novel Chapter 256

Lost in thought, Sherman exhaled a stream of smoke, squinting his eyes slightly, the depths of his gaze as dark and unfathomable as an ancient well.

This was Anthea's home.

The spot where he'd parked was right under the apartment complex where she lived.

Was he taking a special interest in Anthea?

No.

That was impossible.

How could he possibly be smitten with such a young girl?

His admiration for Anthea was purely professional.

Admiration for her strategic mind in chess.

Admiration for her tech prowess.

Admiration for her insights.

He'd never really dealt with women in his life, and suddenly being this close to a young girl was bound to feel a bit unfamiliar, stirring up some strange emotions within him.

But with time, he'd grow accustomed to it.

It was nothing to do with romance.

Certainly nothing to do with love.

With that thought, Sherman breathed a sigh of relief, snuffed out the half-smoked cigarette, and tossed the butt away.

What seemed like a casual throw landed the cigarette butt perfectly into a trash can ten meters away.

The car window rolled up, sealing Sherman's stoic profile inside the vehicle.

With one hand on the rosary hanging from the rearview mirror and the other on the steering wheel, his eyes fixed forward, he started the engine.

The black car departed, leaving nothing but a cloud of dust behind.

Once the dust settled, all was calm again.

Who would even notice that a luxury car had been parked there for nearly an hour?

In the days that followed, Carole and Nanson took up studying French whenever they had a moment to spare.

Their family's daily interactions were now all in French.

The events that had transpired back in their hometown seemed to have no significant impact on them.

On the eleventh day of February.

Gerard secretly purchased a ticket to Cloudcrest.

He had planned to arrive in Cloudcrest on the eighth of February but was delayed by unforeseen events.