Chapter 334

Frederick instinctively sniffed his shirt.

He detected a faint, almost imperceptible scent of perfume. If not for his heightened sense of smell, honed through years of medical training, it would have gone unnoticed.

He deduced that the scent must have lingered from his brief encounter with Anya in the elevator. There had been no physical contact, so the fragrance was barely detectable.

Before he could explain, Scarlett's eyes narrowed. "This is a very rare floral perfume. A rare floral blend, with lotus as its heart. A woman's choice, wouldn't you agree? Lotus, rising pristine from the mud, imbues this fragrance with a cool elegance, a subtle allure unlike any other flower. It speaks of a woman... remarkably detached, perhaps even cold."

Her analysis was indeed razor-sharp.

"The kind that would intimidate ordinary men with her mere presence. She would look down on all men, perhaps even everyone."

Frederick was dumbfounded. Scarlett's description perfectly matched Anya's! How cou