From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea )

Debra watched the dust settle as the car sped away, her foot tapping the ground in sheer frustration.

If only she'd known Carole was rolling in dough, she would've never crossed her back when she was with the Allens. Now, she had no choice but to send Lacy to reach out to Sarah.

She needed Sarah to intervene, to persuade Carole.

Sarah was desperate to marry into their family, and that meant getting Carole to hand over those two shops for a makeover by their family's firm. Otherwise, Sarah could kiss her dream goodbye.

And that wasn't all, she wanted the secret recipe as well.

Sarah had to snag Carole's secret recipe.

With this in mind, Debra's urgency faded.

Once home, she found Lacy and laid out the two tasks.

But Lacy couldn't reach Sarah and had no choice but to visit the Allen residence.

Keeley and Latonia were at work, leaving Sarah to answer the door. RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

"What do you want, Lacy?" she asked, her face a mask of indifference.

"You blocked my number?" Lacy inquired.

"Yeah." Sarah was blunt. "Lacy, we’re done."

Lacy chuckled, "Come on, Sarah, stop joking! My mom knew you blocked me, and she's livid. But she said if you just swing by Anthea’s place and convince her mom to let our company handle the

shop renovations, she'll forgive you."

A sneer curled at Sarah's lips.

Lacy really thought he was something, didn't he? Back when she was naive, she'd wasted years with such a loser. It was disgusting to even think about it.

"I've terminated the pregnancy," Sarah continued flatly. "There's nothing between us anymore, Lacy. Our paths will never cross again." With that, she closed the door.

That's when Lacy realized she wasn't joking.

What now? Panic seized him.

He pounded on the door, pleading, "Sarah, please open up! Sarah..."

But Sarah, frowning deeply, called the property management.

Soon, a couple of burly security guards showed up and escorted Lacy away.

With nowhere else to turn, Lacy reported back to Debra.

Debra had just faced rejection from Carole and this news only fueled her rage.

That little wretch! Thinking she could snub them with Carole backing her!

Did she really think they were scared of her?

Debra refused to believe Sarah had gone through with it. "Don't panic! She's bluffing! This little brat thinks she's all that now, huh? Ungrateful! Stop contacting her. Once she starts showing, she'll come crawling back."

Reassured, Lacy settled down to wait for Sarah's belly to swell and for her to come back to him.

Time flew by, and soon a month had passed.

In that time, Anthea not only perfected the temperature-adjustable clothing chip but also launched her own company -AY Tech Co., Ltd.

Their flagship products were the temperature-adjustable clothes and cutting-edge tech gadgets.

Anthea had no plans to be the face of the company; instead, she was scouting for a CEO to trust with full control.

Today she was meeting a potential candidate at Comfort Cafe.

His name was Talbot, an educated returnee from abroad.

They had arranged to meet by a window seat, and when Anthea arrived, a young man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses was already there.

Checking her phone, Anthea approached him. "Hello, you must be Mr. Talbot?"

Talbot looked up, visibly struck by her beauty, clearly not expecting such a gem in little Cloudcrest.

"Yes, I am," he nodded politely, then asked, "And you are?"

Anthea offered a warm smile and extended her hand, "Pleased to meet you. I'm Anthea Yeager, in charge of AY Tech Co., Ltd."

"You're Ms. Y?" Talbot blurted out in surprise.

It was clear he hadn't expected Anthea to be so young. Was she even 18?

During their online negotiations, Talbot had assumed Anthea was at least in her thirties or forties, given her mature communication style.

She was hardly the teenager he'd envisioned.

Anthea nodded slightly and took a seat opposite Talbot.