NovelFameChapter 479
The man sitting across from Anthea had an air of sophistication about him, like someone who had received an
excellent education.
As Anthea picked up a drumstick, she asked curiously, "Doesn't seeingdevour this big drumstick stir any
feelings in you at all?"
"Is there a difference between a drumstick and a salad?" Sherman raised an eyebrow subtly.
Anthea replied, "A drumstick is meat! Aren't you the least bit curious about what it tastes like?"
Sherman took a sip of his soup, "To me, their only purpose is to fill the stomach." Anthea took a bite of her
drumstick, "You're quite the enigma! You earn so much money, yet you neither indulge nor enjoy. What's the
point?"
Sherman looked up at Anthea, his deep-set eyes as inscrutable as a midnight sky. "I used to wonder about that
myself, but now | know."
"So, what's your deal?" Anthea prodded.
"That's a secret," Sherman said, setting down his spoon and wiping his mouth with a napkin.
Despite his relaxed posture, he exuded an innate elegance, and with Anthea sitting across from him, they drew
more than a few curious glances.
After they finished their meal, Sherman drove Anthea home.
As they pulled up, Sherman noticed someone standing there-Nanson-holding what appeared to be a metal pipe.
When Anthea got out of the car, Nanson hurried over.
"Uncle, what brings you here?" she asked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNanson, still holding the pipe, grinned, "Annie, | recently learned a couple of new martial arts moves. Let me
show you!"
Martial arts moves? Anthea looked at Nanson, puzzled.
Nanson shot a fleeting glance at Sherman and continued, "This isn't aimed at anyone in particular, just trying to
lighten the mood."
With that, Nanson began demonstrating a series of martial arts moves, concluding with a flourish as he bent the
metal pipe with a loud snap.
The message was clear: anyone thinking of messing with his beloved niece would end up like that pipe.
Sherman thought to himself, was Nanson indirectly warning him? But he had no proof.
Nanson nodded towards Sherman, "So, Mr. Christensen, what do you think of my moves?"
"Very impressive," Sherman complimented.
Nanson continued, "It's late, so | won't keep you, Mr. Christensen. Safe travels home."
Sherman nodded slightly.
Taking Anthea by the wrist, Nanson said, "Let's go home, Annie."
Anthea waved goodbye to Sherman as they disappeared into the building. Only
after their forms vanished did Sherman drive away.
Back at home, Nanson leaned the bent pipe against the wall.
Anthea eyed the pipe, "When did you becso strong, Uncle?"
"I've been training, don't you know?" Nanson flexed his biceps for her, clearly proud.
His muscles were quite developed, making it clear he wasn't someone to be trifled
with.
He added,
After tonight, that Mr.
Christensen won't dare have any et
inappropriate thoughts about you! Otherwise, he'll end up like that pipe."
Anthea laughed, "You've misunderstood Sherman."
Nanson cracked open a soda, "Misunderstanding or not, it's always good to be prepared."
The next day arrived quickly.
In the morning, Anthea drove Nanson to the airport.
She had just got her driver's license.
Nanson, sitting in the passenger seat, was a bit anxious, "Annie, are you sure
about this? Maybe | should just take a cab."
Anthea smiled, "Don't worry, I'm quite skilled."
"Are you?" Nanson asked skeptically.
She had only had her license for three days; how skilled could she be? Besides, female drivers had a certain
reputation.
Nanson was genuinely concerned.
"Of course, | am." Anthea started the engine with practiced ease, reminding
Nanson, "Buckle up, Uncle."
Nanson fastened his seatbelt.
"Uncle," Anthea advised, "Pellonia has been grappling with serious
racial issues lately, with prost
and
demonstrations widespread. Try to avoid going out at night if you can."
Nanson nodded, suddenly feeling
like the roles were revesenet
Anthea was the elder, f
him as he prepared to travel.
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