From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea ) novel Chapter 300

The room's air pressure plummeted to freezing levels. The assistant broke out in a cold sweat, feeling a chill run down his spine. Having been by Alex's side for over three years, he knew exactly what his boss was capable of and quickly added, "But I can assure you, the real heiress of the Morris family doesn't have a scar on her arm."

Alex narrowed his eyes. This meant the little girl from back then couldn't possibly be Miss Zack, nor Miss May, and certainly not Rebecca Morris. The only remaining possibility was Anthea.

Reflecting on his previous encounters with Anthea, Alex's gaze darkened. She was indeed different from the other socialites of Cloudcrest. Her file was encrypted. And she was nothing like the waste everyone rumored her to be. Mysterious and complex.

"Alright, you can go," Alex said with a dismissive wave of his hand. The assistant, feeling like he'd just been pardoned, bowed his head and scurried out of the room.

After the assistant's departure, the room was left in a silence so deep it was almost terrifying. The Peterson mansion was perched halfway up the hillside. Coupled with Alex's preference for solitude, the twilight made the atmosphere even more desolate.

Alex stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his face betraying no emotion, and for a moment, he was transported back to that cold basement twelve years ago. Hunger, cold, fear—they had surrounded him. A little girl came and sat beside him.

"Brother, are you hungry? I have candy here. A piece of candy will make the hunger go away."

With that memory in mind, Alex reached into his pocket and took out a piece of candy, unwrapping it until its sugary taste slowly spread on his tongue, dissipating some of the fierceness in him. He then turned and walked toward the backyard.

Grandma Audrey lived there. The old lady was not in good health, and even before nightfall, she was already lying in bed.

"Grandma," he greeted.

"Ah, Alex is here," Audrey's face lit up with a smile. Alex propped up a pillow behind the elderly woman. "Are you feeling any better, Grandma?"

She nodded.

"Doctor Yeager is quite skilled. I'll ask her to come take a look at you," Alex suggested.

"That would be nice, I do like her," Audrey said, and then as if remembering something, she added, "But tomorrow is Monday, and Annie has school. You could wait for her at the school in the afternoon."