From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea ) novel Chapter 537

Sherman fiddled with his cross pendant and shot Hector a sidelong glance. “What are you getting so worked up about? It’s not like you’re going on a blind date.”

Looking at Hector, all dressed up and trying to look suave, Sherman suddenly regretted setting him up to meet Anthea. He couldn’t really explain why. Maybe it was just a knot in his chest that wouldn’t go away.

Hector, meanwhile, was buzzing with excitement. “But she’s my idol! I have to make a good impression, don’t I? Sherman, be honest—how do I look?”

Sherman gave him a slow once-over, lips quirking in a smirk. “Honestly? Not great. You look like you just rolled out of bed. And did you even wash your hair last night? I can see dandruff from here.”

Hector’s face fell. “Dude, don’t mess with me!”

“I never lie,” Sherman replied, counting his rosary beads with an air of finality.

Hector looked like he was about to bolt back and wash his hair, but there was no time. He slumped, thoroughly dejected. If only he’d gotten up earlier and showered.

Just then, the low growl of a black Ferrari echoed down the street, drawing closer.

“She’s here,” Sherman said quietly.

“My idol’s here?” Hector’s eyes lit up.

Sherman nodded slightly.

As they spoke, the Ferrari glided to a stop right in front of them. The car door swung open, and the first thing they saw was a long leg in combat boots. Their gaze traveled upward: a black tee with a fringe hem, revealing a glimpse of a slender, pale waist beneath the swaying tassels.

It was hard not to wonder what was hidden behind that fringe.

Her face, delicate and small, was mostly obscured by a pair of dark sunglasses, leaving only the sharp lines of her jaw and high-bridged nose visible.

She radiated a cool, commanding presence—utterly magnetic.

Anthea slid off her sunglasses, revealing striking eyes that seemed to draw the light around them. “You two are early,” she said, her voice effortlessly captivating.

Truth was, Anthea had shown up ten minutes ahead of schedule. But somehow, Sherman and Hector had beaten her here.

Hector had seen Anthea on security footage before. He’d already thought she was breathtaking on camera. In person, though, she was on a whole different level—words couldn’t even begin to describe it.

Sherman, still twirling his cross, said, “We just got here too. Right, let me introduce you. This is Hector—the one I told you about.”

Anthea extended her hand with an easy confidence. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Hector.”

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