From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea ) novel Chapter 258

"Whip up a couple of veggie sides and grill a salmon," Mom replied.

"Salmon again? I'm not having it."

"Well, if you don't want it, cook for yourself. Eating salmon is not just about growing taller, it helps make your brain smarter too. Look at you, as clueless as a donkey."

Their silhouettes receded into the distance.

Tears began to well up in Gerard's eyes.

"Mom." He suddenly shouted towards the crowd.

"Mom."

No one responded to his call.

"Mom, where the heck are you?" Gerard, clutching his head, squatted on the ground and sobbed.

He never dared to cry back in the Capital City.

He was afraid of what the people around and Janet might worry about.

Only in this unfamiliar place did he dare to let himself go.

Passersby glanced over with puzzled looks.

"Hey kid, you alright?" A male voice sounded, and a hand patted his shoulder.

Gerard looked up to see a handsome face.

The man was in his mid-thirties, dressed to the nines. He seemed like a successful individual.

Gerard cleaned his tears and muttered, "I'm fine."

Nanson handed him a tissue, "Come on, man up. Real men stand tall and don't cry at the drop of a hat. Here, wipe your face."

"Thanks, mister," Gerard said, taking the tissue from Nanson.

Nanson watched Gerard cleaning his tears. Suddenly, he was reminded of himself, years ago, when he was kicked out.

"Hey, how about we grab a drink?" Nanson suggested.

Gerard looked up in surprise.

"There's a diner over there. Don't worry, and I'm not a creep," Nanson pointed to a nearby diner.

Gerard wasn't used to dining with strangers.

But he found himself unable to refuse Nanson's offer.

It was a strange feeling.

Nanson also got a better look at Gerard's face and frowned slightly.

After all, he was just an eighteen-year-old boy.

No matter how strong or invincible he seemed.

He had his vulnerable side.

"Don't cry." Nanson was startled and quickly stood up to wipe Gerard's tears, "Did you get separated from your mom?"

Gerard shook his head.

"Your parents got divorced?"

Gerard shook his head again.

"Then what happened?"

Gerard took a deep breath and took a sip of his juice, "I was raised by my grandmother. I've never seen my mom since I could remember. My grandma told me she died, but I don't believe it. She can't be dead. She must be alive."

He hadn't even had the chance to see her once.

How could she be dead?

Nanson had a rough understanding of the situation and patted Gerard's shoulder, "Don't cry. As long as you're sure she's alive, you'll find her one day. By the way, do your grandma and the others know you're out looking for your mom?"

Gerard shook his head, "I told them I was going on a trip to Saltwater Metropolis. Otherwise, they would never have let me come."