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

Carole stood alone in Cloudcrest, feeling the weight of her isolation.

It was final. The ties were cut. Without reconciliation, Carole would be unable to find her footing in Cloudcrest ever again.

The only option left was to swallow her pride and apologize.

Felton, along with Gemma and Saul, marched up to her. “Yes, cut her off! Carole, if you don't apologize to Irvin today, we're done with you!”

Lifting her gaze, Carole scanned the faces before her.

Her heart sank. There stood her parents, her brother, and her sisters... She had never imagined standing opposite them like this.

They were her flesh and blood, yet today they tossed around the words "cut her off" as if they meant nothing.

Apparently, she was no longer family in their eyes.

Tears threatened to spill as Carole fought to keep them at bay.

“So, you want to cut ties, huh!” Anthea raised her eyes slightly, “Fine by me! From now on, my mom and I have nothing to do with any of you!”

Taking a deep breath, Carole stepped forward, “Ann’s right! Go ahead! It’s clear I'm no longer your family! To you, I'm just an object to be given away!”

It was a harsh truth. If she failed to cut ties, chaos would follow.

Today it was Carole being handed off to Irvin. Who knew if Anthea would be next? If a second time was inevitable, it was better to end it now, once and for all.

Anthea glanced at Carole with surprise.

Honestly, she hadn't expected this.

Carole had always been gentle, but now, faced with a major crisis, she was resolute.

As Anthea watched Carole, Carole turned and gave Anthea a small smile, signaling she was okay.

Elaine was furious.

She never knew Carole could be so ungrateful!

It seemed Carole would never learn her lesson unless she faced the consequences. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

“Fine!” Elaine said coldly, “If that's how you want it, I, Elaine, no longer have a sister! From now on, you go your way, and I'll go mine! I hope you don’t regret this!”

“Don’t worry!” Carole replied with conviction, “I will never regret it!”

With that, Carole looked to Anthea and Nanson, “Let’s go.”

“Okay.”

“Nanson, you stop right there!” Gemma, seeing Nanson leave with them, snapped, “If you dare to leave with her today, then you’re no son of mine!”

Nanson turned to look at Gemma, his lips curling into a cold smile, “Haven’t you always only had your precious Saul? Remember what you told me the day I moved out? To you, what’s the

difference between me and a stray cat or dog on the street? Since I can remember, it was Carole who raised me. She dropped out of school to work and pay for my education!”

Nanson grew up wearing Saul’s hand-me-downs and eating leftovers.

When he was young, he thought it was his fault for not being good enough, but when he proudly showed his parents a test with perfect scores, he was accused of cheating.

That day, his father beat Nanson half to death with a belt. It was only Carole’s desperate intervention that saved him from a tragic end.

From then on, he knew that no matter how good he was, it would never be enough for someone who didn't have a place for him in their heart.

Tears streamed down his face as he remembered the past.

“From now on, I have no parents or siblings, only a sister named Carole! I have nothing to do with any of you!” Nanson linked arms with Carole, “Let’s go!”

As they walked away, Stella watched their retreating figures with a smirk playing at the corner of her lips.