From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea ) novel Chapter 350

Daniel continued, "If you're not feeling well, you can rest in my lounge."

"Thanks, Daniel, but I'm really okay," Anthea assured him.

After handing the letter to Jasper, Anthea returned to the dessert table, ready to indulge in more sweets. She was in heaven with every bite. With a piece of dessert in her mouth, she slightly squinted her eyes, her delicate features curling into a contented smile.

This sight caught Sherman's attention from a distance. Fiddling with his rosary beads, he found himself almost subconsciously walking over to her.

"Nice handwriting," a deep, magnetic voice suddenly said near her.

Anthea looked up to see a tall figure standing before her, his lips tight, his sharp features softened by the chandelier's glow. Unlike the other men in suits at the party, he wore a simple white button-up shirt, its cuffs embroidered with intricate patterns. In his hand, he held a polished red rosary bead, highlighting his pale, slender hands. He had an air of aloofness about him, as if he could vanish with the wind at any moment.

It was Sherman.

"Thanks for the compliment," Anthea said, offering him a piece of the dessert. "This baklava is really good. Want to try?"

Sherman accepted and tasted it, his expression unchanging. It was too sweet for his liking. He wondered how she could enjoy it so much.

"How do you like it?" Anthea asked.

"Um, it's very good," Sherman nodded slightly.

Anthea then recommended, "Nice, isn't it? There's also this princess cake that's really good. Want to try?"

Despite his resistance to the overly sweet desserts, Sherman couldn't refuse anything Anthea suggested. He ate them all, not wasting a single bite.