From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea ) novel Chapter 470

When people are extremely angry, it's normal for their emotions to become erratic.

Nanson believed that in the eyes of a lover, Violet was not the type to lose her temper without reason. Love often blinds us to the flaws of those we cherish.

Anthea, munching on an apple, continued, "We may not have witnessed what started it all, but a person's eyes never lie. From the look in Violet's eyes, she doesn't seem easy to get along with. By the way, Uncle, what did you say her profession was again?"

"Eyes are the windows to the soul," they say.

Throughout her life, Anthea had met all sorts of people. She was no stranger to those who wore masks like Violet.

"Dance instructor," Nanson replied.

Anthea smiled slightly, "People who practice dance regularly have well-developed leg muscles that are hard to lose. But if you look at Violet's legs, the muscles are loose and lack any firmness. It's obvious she's not been exercising! Uncle, do you really think a dance instructor would have such underdeveloped muscles?"

Dancing primarily relies on leg work, which over time builds strong, solid muscles.

Looking at Violet's legs, they didn't resemble those of someone who danced regularly.

Nanson was taken aback, disbelief evident in his eyes.

Seeing Nanson's expression, Anthea took another bite of her apple, "Uncle, if you don't believe me, just look at your arms. You deliver packages all the time; your arm muscles are definitely more developed than the average person."

Nanson glanced at his own arms.

Indeed, his muscles were exceptionally developed.

He licked his lips, "But Ms. White is very conscious about her figure. Every time she orders, it's just a salad. Her slim legs could be due to her discipline."

"Dancing is a very physically demanding activity. Imagine if you had to deliver packages every day on just a few leaves of lettuce, could you manage it?" Anthea continued, biting into her apple. "Even if her thin legs are due to dieting, how do you explain the lack of muscle? You know being thin and having muscle aren't necessarily related, right?"

Anthea's reasoning was sound and irrefutable.

Nanson's face turned a shade paler.

Could it be that Violet really had deceived him?

Anthea continued, "Uncle, if you look at Violet's face, although her makeup is perfect today, even heavy foundation can't hide the tiredness on her face and the faint red veins in her eyes. Do you know what causes that?"