From Sneers to Cheers Anthea's Ascent novel Chapter 65

Although Harriet couldn't speak French, she could tell from how Anthea chatted up with a group of foreigners that she was something.

How could this be?

Anthea hadn't even finished middle school. How on earth could she speak French? And how could she speak it so well?

It just didn't add up!

Baldie was the French whiz of their class. How could he possibly be outdone by a middle school dropout?

Harriet often praised Baldie before Lauren and put Anthea down every chance back in the day. And Anthea had slapped her arrogance right back in her face. How could Harriet's pride not take a hit?

Harriet's ego wasn't just bruised, it was shattered, and she wasn't alone in her suffering; Baldie was also tied up in knots, feeling the sting.

He had Lauren summon Anthea over with the wicked intention of making her the butt of the joke. But instead of flopping, Anthea shone bright.

She was dazzling!

Baldie's palms were slick with sweat as he looked up at Anthea. She stood there, basking in the brilliant light, her already stunning features taking on an otherworldly beauty under the glow. The crowd behind her seemed to fade into the background, props to her radiance.

She was gorgeous and brimming with confidence.

Not a trace of nerves marred her aloof visage.

It was as though she wasn't facing a group of foreigners but chatting with old friends.

She was so poised and graceful, the epitome of elegance.

No, she wasn't supposed to be like this.

Baldie clenched his fists.

Anthea wasn't supposed to be like this.

With his superior education and family background, Baldie had always felt a sense of superiority over Anthea.

But Anthea had crushed his pride underfoot.

This new Anthea also showed him a distance he couldn't bridge.

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