From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent ( Anthea )
Chapter 309

Her true colors would show, and they were anything but pretty.

During that time, Alex was petrified of the approaching night. The darkness hid all the unsavory scenes. Olivia was among the victims. Olivia's severed fingers, her damaged voice-all were gifts from her. "Alex! You'll get what's coming to you!" Lily roared with fury.

"You won't be around to see my comeuppance! But yours has already arrived." Alex's lips curved into a faint smile. "Even though Naylor is gone, rest assured, as long as I'm here, I'll make sure you spend your twilight years in comfort. You won't suffer!"

With that, Alex turned to Olivia, speaking softly, "I'll head back first, remember to take good care of her."

Olivia nodded, "Don't worry, I will."

The pain she had endured, she would return it a hundredfold, a thousandfold to this wretch!

As Alex walked away, he slipped off his gloves. Behind him, Lily's cries of agony filled the air.

...

The next morning.

Anthea was up early. After her jog, Carole Yeager had breakfast ready. "Annie, I didn't make porridge today. How about milk with oatmeal instead?"

"That's fine." Anthea nodded.

Carole served up some freshly fried dough sticks, calling out, "Nanson Yeager! Breakfast is ready!"

Anthea prepared the oatmeal. As mother and daughter sat down to eat, Nanson, yawning, emerged from the bathroom.

"I only got three hours of sleep last night, I'm dead tired! And I have to travel to City C the day after tomorrow!" Nanson's eyes were puffy, as he daydreamed, "Wouldn't it be nice if money just fell from the sky and landed on me!"

Anthea took a sip of her oatmeal, the crunchy oats blending perfectly with the creamy milk, delicious. Eating something so tasty in the morning lifted her spirits. She chimed in:

"Uncle, I might have a way to make your dream of money falling from the sky come true."

"Really?" Nanson's eyes sparkled with hope.

Anthea nodded, "You know I never lie."

Nanson skipped breakfast in his excitement, looking eagerly at Anthea, "What's the method?"

His niece was quite capable. Maybe she really had a way!

Anthea bit into a dough stick, speaking casually, "It's quite simple..."

"Spit it out!" Nanson couldn't wait.

"Become a turtle in a wishing well." Anthea's tone was nonchalant. "Don't tourists often throw money at turtles in wishing wells?"

Nanson: "."

How could he have forgotten? His niece was also a master of comebacks!

Carole couldn't help but laugh, "That's why we need to keep our feet on the ground and not get lost in fanciful thoughts!"

With that, Carole added, "By the way, Annie, I'm going to be a bit busy these next few days. I need to travel to City A next week. I'll probably be there for about half a month. Can you manage on your own here?"

Business at the restaurant was booming, so Carole planned to expand to City A. She estimated staying there for about half a month.

"No problem," Anthea replied.

Nanson said, "Sis, you go ahead to City A without worries. I'll be here at home."

Carole nodded.

Time flew by quickly. Soon it was the day for Carole to leave for City A. Nanson and Anthea took her to the airport.

This was Carole's first long trip away; she meticulously went over everything with them, "The houseplants need watering every three days, and the turtle's water needs to be changed daily, and then there's..." Nanson interrupted, "I know, sis. You've said it at least thirty times!"

Carole had been repeating these instructions since morning, and Nanson felt like his ears were about to develop calluses.

Carole shot him a look, "I just don't want you to forget, okay?"

With time running out, Carole finally made her way to the departure gate.

Seeing Carole's figure disappearing into the crowd, Nanson breathed a sigh of relief, "Your mom finally managed to leave." "Uncle, what are we having for lunch?" Anthea turned to Nanson.