NovelFameChapter 482
"Sherman?" Anthea was momentarily taken aback, not expecting him to call her out of the blue.
"Yes," Sherman continued, "I've just arrived in Pellonia."
"Alright," Anthea replied. "I've heard Pellonia has been a bit chaotic lately. Make sure to stay safe and don't go
out after dark."
Was she actually concerned about him?
Sherman couldn't help but smile slightly. "I will."
After chatting a bit more, Anthea ended the call.
Sherman looked up at the rising sun, its warm glow reflecting in his eyes. After a brief pause, he turned to his
secretary. "Let's go."
The secretary promptly followed in his footsteps.
Meanwhile, Anthea had just hung up when another call cthrough. It was from Nanson, who she assumed
must have been on the sflight as Sherman.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
On this particular day, Anthea was in her front yard, watering the flowers in her little garden.
Suddenly, she heard someone calling her nfrom outside.
She glanced up and saw Alex, dressed in a suit, his expression serious.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Alex?"
Alex nodded briefly, keeping it short. "Anthea, my grandmother's not doing well. Could you cwithto see
her?"
"Of course." Anthea put down the watering can, hopped over the garden fence with a fluid, graceful movement.
Alex was momentarily stunned. "Aren't you going to lock the balcony door?"
"No need," Anthea replied lightly. "I have a security robot at home. Where's your car? We should hurry."
"Follow me," Alex said, and Anthea quickly matched his pace.
Once in the car, Alex habitually unwrapped a butterscotch candy, popped it in his mouth, and handed another to
Anthea.
"Thanks," she said, accepting the candy.
The drive was swift, and soon they arrived at the Peterson family estate.
The garden was eerily quiet.
Hazel, seeing Anthea with Alex, lit up with recognition and quickly went inside to inform Audrey.
In the bedroom, Audrey was frail, barely hanging on.
"Audrey," Anthea said gently.
"Annie," Audrey responded, turning her head toward the door despite her failing eyesight.
Anthea sat by the bed and checked Audrey's pulse. It was weak; the end was near.
She glanced at Alex, shaking her head slightly.
Alex remained composed, his expression unchanged. "Grandma, don't worry. Anthea's here, and she's an
excellent doctor. You'll be alright."
Audrey smiled weakly. "I know my own body, dear. I've been dreaming of your grandpa, your dad, and your
mom. They say they're coming to taketoday."
Whatever Audrey had said seemed to deeply unsettle Alex, his face turned dark.
Tears welled in Audrey's eyes. "Alex, it's been 12 years. Have you not forgiven your father yet..."
Father? Could such a man truly deserve that title?
Alex kept silent, struggling to control his emotions. Ten years ago, he'd been diagnosed with an emotional
instability disorder. He needed to stay calm, to prevent his
grandmother from seeing him fall apart.
Clenching his fists tightly, Alex fought to keep his composure.
Audrey sighed, her voice barely a whisper. "Please, leave us for a moment. | want
to have a word with Annie alone."
Alex remained rooted in place. He knew what Audrey wanted to say.
Audrey sighed again. Throughout her life, Alex was the one she felt
she had failed the most, the one she worried about the most. He had endured so much hardship, and she had
never seen anyone break through the walls around his heart.
She understood that Anthea was different for Alex. After much investigation, Audrey discovered that Anthea was
the little girl from years ago. This revelation filled her with joy.
Audrey believed that only Anthea could bring warmth to Alex's life. She intended
to reveal everything to Anthea in her final moments, hoping to entrust Alex's future to her.
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