From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea ) novel Chapter 193

"Ann, where did you get that evening gown? It's absolutely stunning! Looks like a couture piece, doesn't it?"

Anthea replied with a smile, "Not only is this gown a head-turner, but it also has a unique feature."

"What feature?"

"It's temperature-regulated," Anthea added with a hint of pride.

"Temperature-regulated?" The skepticism was clear on everyone's faces.

Anthea nodded slightly and proceeded to evangelize the virtues of her high-tech gown to the intrigued crowd.

The idea of a dress that could defy the elements seemed almost too good to be true.

Seeing the doubt in their eyes, Anthea lifted the hem of her gown, revealing a stretch of her fair, elegant calf. "Just feel this fabric, and you'll understand."

With a mix of curiosity and skepticism, the others reached out and touched the hem.

The gala was held in a semi-open venue.

In December, Capital City was gripped by the chill of winter.

All the female celebs were dressed in thin, fashionable gowns, shivering in the cold, but from Anthea's dress emanated a continuous source of warmth. It was especially cozy.

"Ann, may I touch your hand?" asked a long-haired woman, eyeing Anthea cautiously.

"Of course," Anthea responded, nodding.

The woman grasped Anthea's hand, finding it pleasantly warm.

Compared to Anthea, the difference was stark: while they were freezing in their flimsy gowns, Anthea's hand was a cocoon of warmth. It was then that the women started to believe that her dress truly could regulate its temperature.

Such an invention was nothing short of a miracle for female streamers who were constantly in the spotlight at red carpet events and international functions.

"Ann, where can I buy a dress like yours?"

"I want one too!"

"Count me in."

"Nothing much," Anthea replied, shaking off her thoughts.

Sarah continued, "I just saw my celebrity crush, Mr. Aiken, here too! I would love to get his autograph, but there are so many people, and I'm just too shy..."

"Mr. Aiken? Who is he?" Anthea asked, puzzled.

"Aiken! Look, there he is!" Sarah pointed at the man seated in the front row.

The man was dressed in a sharp suit and looked vaguely familiar.

Then it hit Anthea. If she was not mistaken, that man was the leading actor from a hit TV series currently airing.

"If you like him, go for it. Don't worry about it! Sarah, what are you afraid of? It's not like he's going to bite," Anthea encouraged.

"I'm just... nervous." said Sarah.

This was Sarah's first time at such a high-profile event. Everywhere she looked, there were influential figures she had only seen on TV or in newspapers. She felt utterly insignificant.

"It's alright," Anthea reassured her with a smile. "Sarah, we're all human. He's just a person with the added layer of fame. There's no need to be afraid."