From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent ( Anthea )
Chapter 331

Seeing Gerard cuddling a scruffy cat, Janet frowned slightly, about to say something, but then, biting her tongue, she swallowed her words.

Oh well!

If the boy likes it, let him be. They had just had a spat earlier that day, and she couldn't afford to start another over a mere cat. Simba was behaving well, cuddled in Gerard's arms, remaining still. Before long, the car pulled up to the entrance of the Lindsay family estate.

Gerard handed the cat to the butler, "Mr. Jenkins, could you please have someone give it a bath, buy some cat stuff, and then bring it to my room?"

"Of course."

Taking the cat, the butler asked, "Master Gerard, are you planning to keep it?"

Gerard frowned slightly, looking away in disdain, "Who would want to keep such an ugly cat?"

The butler thought, bewildered: If you're not keeping it, why the bath, the buying things, and sending it to your room?

When Delia saw Mr. Jenkins and Janet bring Gerard back, she immediately called Edna to get ready. After Gerard returned to his room, Janet personally brought him some anti-swelling medicine. "Thank you, Grandma."

Seeing Gerard was not angry with her anymore, Janet smiled, saying, "Silly boy, there's no need to be formal with Grandma!"

He was indeed the child she had raised. Still close to her heart.

Then Janet continued, "Today, Grandma didn't mean to... When I heard about that thing, my mind just went blank, and all I could think of was your late great-aunt....." "Grandma, I understand," Gerard nodded, "I get it."

"There, there, good boy. Grandma's care wasn't for nothing," Janet's eyes were filled with relief.

After leaving Gerard's room, Janet had someone prepare ginseng soup for Gerard and specifically instructed the kitchen to prepare many of Gerard's favorite snacks.

Cloudcrest.

The windows in the room were open. The spring breeze blew in, making the white curtains flutter. The bay window was covered with a thick carpet, and on it was a small white table, which now hosted a pile of parts. Anthea sat cross-legged in front of the table, focused on the parts in her hands.

"Annie!"

Just then, Nanson burst into the room.

"Uncle, what's up?" Anthea looked up slightly.

Nanson continued, "We have an international contract negotiation with some foreigners at the company this afternoon, Annie, can you come and help your uncle as a translator?"

Because it involved company secrets, Nanson didn't trust hiring a translator, and he himself was not fluent enough. It was at this moment that Nanson truly realized how important it was to learn English well.

"What time in the afternoon?" Anthea asked.

"At 3:30."

Anthea nodded slightly, "Okay." Then added, "Uncle, maybe you should really start learning English? What if I'm busy next time?"

"You're right, Annie! I'll start studying English from today!" Nanson's gaze then fell on the table in front of Anthea, curiously asking, "Annie, what's that?"

"Our family's vacuum robot, you don't recognize it?" Anthea raised an eyebrow slightly.

Vacuum robot? It looked nothing like one. More like a dismembered piece of machinery than anything...

Nanson's eyes widened, "Why did you dismantle it like this?"

Anthea replied casually, "The robot had too many bugs and not enough functions! Beyond vacuuming, it was pretty useless, and even then, it didn't do a good job! So, I decided to disassemble it and rebuild it, give it a major upgrade."

"All dismantled like this, you think you can put it back together?" Nanson doubted his niece's claim, but he had no proof.