From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea ) novel Chapter 491

In the video, a white instructor's car raced through the S-curve track of a driving school at breakneck speed. The car performed a series of thrilling maneuvers that left viewers on the edge of their seats, breathless with anticipation.

Little did anyone know that Sherman, besides his usual calm demeanor and meditative practices, harbored a passion for racing. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he could feel the dormant racing spirit within him stirring to life once more. An urge to compete with the person in the video surged through him.

As the video ended, Daniel turned to Sherman and asked, "What do you think, Sherman? That driver has some impressive skills, right?"

"Is this a new racer?" Sherman inquired.

Daniel shook his head slightly. "I don't know them either, but I heard it's a female driver! She's a student at this driving school!"

Sherman's eyes narrowed in suspicion. "She doesn't seem like a novice."

"Take a look at this, Sherman." Daniel swiped his phone screen, revealing another video.

The footage showed a young woman walking towards the driving school. This woman was none other than Rebecca.

Sherman's brow furrowed. "What are you trying to say?"

Daniel continued, "Sherman, I heard Ms. Morris is an excellent driver; she just hasn't gotten her license yet. Do you think she could be the racer?"

Daniel had stumbled upon the fact that Rebecca was also at that driving school by sheer coincidence. Rebecca was known for her intelligence and natural talent, so it wouldn't be surprising if she was the one behind the wheel.

"No, it's not her," Sherman said with certainty. Although he hadn't seen the driver clearly, he was confident it wasn't Rebecca.

Daniel replied, "You never know, Sherman. You're too biased against Ms. Morris!"

"Do you have a thing for Rebecca?" Sherman asked pointedly.

Daniel hesitated, quickly shaking his head. "No! I don't like her!" He knew better than to covet his friend's partner.

Besides, he wasn't worthy of someone as remarkable as Rebecca.

Aside from combing through the Lindsay Mansion for clues, Gerard was also strategizing on how to coax his mother's name out of Janet.

"Meow," a plump cat rubbed against Gerard's leg.

He bent down to pick it up, "Simba."

Holding the cat, he headed towards the door just as Darleen entered. "Gerry!" she called out with a bright smile.

Gerard, cradling the cat, walked past Darleen as if she weren't there, not even sparing her a glance.

Darleen bit her lip, her gaze fixed on the cat in Gerard's arms, her eyes dark with malice.

A bastard with a stray cat. Just wait! One day, she would make sure both of them disappeared from the Lindsay family.