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

Anthea had always been fond of sleeping in, but her original physical condition was less than stellar, the kind that would get winded after a quick jog. Thankfully, her fitness had significantly improved after some dedicated effort.

As Carole placed the freshly made breakfast on the table, she urged, "Hurry up and eat. Once we're done, we'll head to the testing center. We can't afford to be late for the exam."

The breakfast was a well-rounded affair: oatmeal porridge, milk, bacon and egg muffins, toast, and a side of tangy pickled radishes.

It was only after breakfast that Anthea learned Carole and her Uncle Nanson both intended to escort her to the exam. Smiling, she refused, "It's just an exam, Mom, Uncle. There's no need to make such a fuss. Don't delay your work on my account; I can go by myself!"

"How could we not?" Nanson protested. "What if you run into trouble on the way and miss your exam? This is a major milestone in your life! It's crucial we take you ourselves!"

Nanson had never participated in a college entrance examination himself. Failing to get into college was one of his biggest regrets in life. That's why he regarded Anthea's exams with utmost seriousness.

Carole nodded in agreement, "Your uncle's right. We might let you go to school on your own on regular days, but for the SATS, we must take you. By the way, did you pack everything? Make sure you have your admission ticket and ID!"

"Got them all right here," Anthea said, lifting her clear pencil case.

"All set then," Carole continued. "Oh, and I heard they have metal detectors at the entrance. Annie, it might be best if you avoid wearing anything with metal on it."

"Mhm," Anthea nodded, deciding then to change out of her jeans later.

After eating, Anthea returned to her room and changed into a light blue maxi dress. It was a simple yet elegant choice, adorned with a string of delicate white flowers at the waist, as if entwined around her, fluttering with her every step. It was truly beautiful.

Unable to decline Carole and Nanson's insistence, Anthea let them escort her to the exam center.

On the first day of the SATs, the roads were bustling more than usual. What was normally an hour's journey took an hour and a half due to traffic. At the school gates, a crowd of parents gathered to send off their children. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

Nanson advised Anthea, "Annie, just do your best. If you come across a question you can't answer, don't panic. If needed, there's always next year!"

Carole nodded, "He's right. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. There are plenty of students who retake exams."

"Mom, Uncle, don't worry. I'll do my

best and not let you down," Anthea assured them before adding, "l should head in now. Don't wait for me outside; get back to work!"

"Alright, we'll leave once you're inside," Carole replied.

Nanson nodded in agreement, "Go on, then."

As Anthea turned towards the school's entrance, Carole and Nanson watched her go, a feeling of pride mixed with concern.

Meanwhile, a distinguished figure stood out among the parents, despite his attempts to blend in. Dressed in a finely tailored suit, he sported a pair of large sunglasses that hid his eyes but revealed a chiseled jawline and perfectly shaped lips. He popped a candy into

his mouth, seemingly el

of

the man parked across the street in a black sedan who had been observing him for a while. Dressed in a traditional button-up, the man casually rolled down the window, resting an arm on it, his gaze fixed on the scene, a hint of rivalry flashing in his eyes.

It was the same man who had taken Anthea to the party the other night. Who was he?

Sherman couldn't help but feel a sense of rivalry towards this stranger. Shortly after, he sent a text from his phone: [I need information on someone.]

Unlike the anxious students around her, Anthea walked towards the exam hall with a calm demeanor. Her striking looks and confident stride drew many admiring glances.

"Wow, she's gorgeous!" someone exclaimed.