From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea ) novel Chapter 30

"I don't have a cellphone," Anthea admitted with unaffected honesty.

A flicker of embarrassment crossed Weston, "Oh, sorry about that."

"It's no big deal."

Harriet had noticed the uptick in customers over the past few days too. Their little rotisserie had always done alright, but this was the first time they'd seen a line out the door.

Could Anthea be the reason? Ever since she started here, the number of diners had surged day by day.

So, beauty wasn't entirely useless after all.

With this thought, Harriet softened her gaze as she looked at Anthea, "Hey, if you're feeling wiped, take a break, no sweat. I'm not one of those slave-driver bosses."

"Thanks," Anthea replied, her relief evident.

"Don't mention it," Harriet said, giving Anthea's hand an encouraging pat.

Just then, a young woman dressed to the nines in designer gear strolled by and caught sight of Anthea clearing a nearby table. She nudged her pixie-cut companion with an elbow, a puzzled look on her face, "Hey, Mae, who is that?"

Mae slapped a hand over her mouth, shocked. "Holy cow! Is that Anthea?"

"Let's go check it out."

Both women could hardly believe the transformation in Anthea. It had only been a few weeks, but the change was dramatic.

"Anthea?"

Anthea looked up, her long lashes fluttering like butterfly wings, leaving the two women dumbfounded. Was this Anthea?