From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent

“So, Anthea took my place and married him instead!” Rebecca thought.

She was determined to make Anthea experience the same suffering she endured in her past life!

With this thought, a glint of determination flashed in Rebecca’s eyes as she spoke, “Hey Mom, Dad, I’ve got something I want to run by you.”

“What’s up?” her father, Daly, turned around.

“I’m going to drop off a gift at the Yeager’s place, and I was hoping you could come with me, Mom,” Rebecca continued.

“What? A gift for the Yeager family?” Sandra’s eyes widened in disbelief, “You mean, at Carole’s place?”

“Yeah,” Rebecca nodded calmly.

Sandra was flabbergasted, “Rebecca, have you lost your mind?!”

That shameless Carole, who swapped her daughter and tormented Rebecca for years!

And now Rebecca wanted to give her a gift! That’s madness!

“I’m perfectly sane, Mom.” Rebecca assured her.

“Why though?” Sandra pressed on, “You know how Carole has treated you over the years. I’d feel like even

killing her wouldn’t be enough, and you want to give her a Christmas‘ gift?” ”

Instead of directly answering Sandra, Rebecca shifted the topic, “Mom, do you know the Peterson family?” “The Petersons?” Sandra was confused for a moment.

Rebecca suppressed the fear in her heart, “The Peterson Group, Alex Peterson.”

As the name dropped, Rebecca continued, “Alex is still unmarried…”

“You want Anthea to marry Alex?” Daly cut through Rebecca’s thoughts with his blunt question.

Rebecca nodded affirmatively.

“The Petersons are high rollers here in Cloudcrest, and with Alex as the sole heir to the Peterson empire, he’s already running the show at The Peterson Group. Not exactly on Mr. Christensen’s level, but he’s no slouch,” Daly paused, then added, “Rebecca, I know you’ve got a heart of gold, but Anthea doesn’t deserve your efforts.”

Alex was known in Cloudcrest not just for his corporate prowess, but also his striking looks. At 26, he was both handsome and capable, poised for a meteoric rise–if not for the shadow of Mr. Christensen, Alex would be a fine match for Rebecca.

Anthea was nothing in comparison.

Rebecca was always too nice for her own good. She saw Anthea as a sister and even tried to match her with Alex…

Rebecca chuckled softly, “Dad, you’re only seeing half the picture. I have my reasons for this arrangement.” Alex might have been reputable on the outside. But inside, he was rotten to the core, dark as night.

10:13

Rebecca was married to him. But he never treated her as his wife, never laid a finger on her.

Instead, he tormented her day in and day out, eventually causing the downfall of the Morris Group and the death of her parents in a fire.

To say Alex had no hand in that fire was something Rebecca could never believe!

To her, Alex was the devil incarnate! A devouring demon.

Even now, the mere thought sent shivers down her spine.

How could she have ever been naive enough to see Alex as a good man?

The thought was laughable now!

“But no matter what, we can’t let Anthea marry Alex!” Sandra interjected, frowning, “Anthea doesn’t care about you anymore. If she becomes part of the Peterson family, she’ll definitely use Alex to crush us! If you ask me, we should teach that little cunt a lesson now, put her in her place, make sure she can’t turn things around on us!”

“Mom, don’t worry,” Rebecca’s eyes shone with resolve, “Alex won’t do that!” Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Alex was a heartless demon. Would he stand up for a woman?

In all the time Rebecca was married to him, she’d never seen him treat any woman well.

To him, women were nothing more than toys!

With hands stained in blood, he didn’t even spare his own father.

For Anthea to marry him would be like falling into a living hell!