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

Even some of the most famous female influencers were sliding into his DMs. They all wanted a piece of this golden patron.

Right after sending that last wave of gifts, Sherman's phone began to ring.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Christensen," his secretary's voice came through from the other end.

"Go ahead."

Leaning back in his chair, Sherman idly twirled his pen, exuding a calm demeanor.

"Mr. Christensen, I've found the information on the person you asked me to look into. It's been sent to your email."

"Alright."

After hanging up, Sherman logged into his email and opened the attachment his secretary had sent.

Alex.

Male.

Single.

28 years old.

Eldest son of the Peterson family.

Head of the Peterson Group...

Alex? What kind of person was he? How did Anthea know him?

A cloud seemed to darken Sherman's mood further, making it hard for him to breathe.

On the other side, Anthea was stunned upon receiving gifts worth five million. Throughout her time streaming, the wealthiest fan she had encountered had given her a one-time donation of fifty thousand. But five million... This was a first for her. And it seemed the donor was using a new account, not even bothering to change the default username.

However, Anthea didn't dwell on it too much. Once the money was in her account, she anonymously donated it in portions to impoverished areas and orphanages. Since she started streaming, Anthea had not kept a single penny of her earnings, donating all of it instead.

The next day, Anthea went over to Sarah Allen's place to tutor her. After a long period of hard work, Sarah's grades had steadily improved, and it seemed likely she'd get into a top-tier university next year.

Time flew by quickly, and before they knew it, it was time to check their college entrance exam scores. She, along with Lizzie and Tanya, were on a video call, eagerly waiting to see their results.

"Holy cow! I hit the jackpot! Scored 658! Looks like getting into Capital City University is a breeze! Annie, Lizzie, got your scores?"Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Lizzie, bursting with excitement, said, "Got it, got it! I scored 718!"

"Congrats, Lizzie!"

"And you, Annie?"

Anthea furrowed her brows slightly. "My results seem to be delayed."

"Delayed?" Tanya sounded perplexed. "Maybe there's a system glitch?"

Lizzie mentioned, "I heard that the top scorer's results are released a bit later than others. Annie, don't tell me you're the valedictorian?" "Holy smokes! Our school has a valedictorian!" Tanya was ecstatic, even more so than if she had topped the exams herself.

Anthea shook her head. "I'm not sure what's going on. But congrats to you both, Tanya and Lizzie. You'll get into your dream schools." Tanya suggested, "Annie, once your results are out, let's meet up, all three of us."

"Sure thing."

After chatting for a bit over forty minutes, just as they ended the call, Nanson and Carole came over to ask, "Annie, got your results? How did you do?"

Anthea replied, "There seems to be a glitch. My results haven't come up."

"How could that be?" Nanson wondered.

Carole reassured her, "No worries, just wait a bit longer. Even if the scores aren't what we hoped, it's not the end of the world. We can always try again next year."

"Exactly, your mom's right, Annie. No need to panic."

After comforting Anthea, Nanson and Carole headed off to work.

But Anthea wasn't the only one puzzled. Her class teacher, Mr. Waldron, had been glued to his computer screen since the release of the results. However, entering Anthea's exam and ID number yielded no response.

What was going on? The results should have been out by now!

Meanwhile, Bain checked Philip's score. Philip had scored an impressive 743, just seven points shy of a perfect score. Ranked 2nd in the city. Seeing this, Bain was overjoyed. Though Philip wasn't the city's top scorer, second place was still a win.

Bain couldn't help but boast to Waldron, "So, Mr. Waldron, got Anthea's results yet? She must've scored high, right?"

Waldron's face fell. "Anthea's results are still pending."

"Still pending?" Bain's tone carried a hint of mockery. "Mr. Waldron, let's not beat, around the bush. Generally, only the top scorer's results are delayed. Even Philip's scores are out. Our Philip scored second in the city!"

"If it's not there, it's not there. Why are you making such a fuss?" Waldron retorted, clicking away in frustration.

Just then, the computer screen refreshed.