From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea ) novel Chapter 532

Thank God there was a police car behind her, or Rebecca would have collapsed in a heap on the ground.

How could this wretched old woman possibly be Mr. Christensen’s grandmother?

Wasn’t the Christensen family supposed to be bankrupt?

What on earth was happening?

She had to be dreaming. Yes, this had to be a dream!

Rebecca desperately tried to convince herself none of this was real, but every detail unfolding before her eyes was painfully vivid.

Sherman helped steady Karen as she made her way to the door.

Karen yanked her arm free with an irritated huff. “I’m not some frail old lady who needs help walking! Keep your hands to yourself!”

She wasn’t old—not in her mind, anyway. She was still young, thank you very much!

Sherman gave up, clutching his crucifix and quietly following beside her.

Rebecca slumped against the side of the police car, trembling from head to toe, her face utterly drained of color.

Karen cast a deliberate look in Rebecca’s direction, a sly smile curling at her lips.

It didn’t take a genius to imagine how much Rebecca regretted her choices now. She’d thrown away a diamond for a handful of pebbles.

Of course she regretted it.

Karen relished the sight of Rebecca’s misery. The more devastated Rebecca felt, the more delighted Karen became.

She even considered buying a bottle of champagne to celebrate.

It was at that moment that clarity hit Rebecca like a blow.

The Christensen family hadn’t gone bankrupt. It was all a lie.

Everything—the rumors, the gossip—had been a test, a deliberate setup by the Christensens.

Mr. Christensen was the fifth son of the family!

And she was supposed to be his fiancée!

Recalling everything that had happened, Rebecca grew even paler, her lips bloodless, feeling worse than if she’d died and come back.

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