Chapter 365

As Frederick disappeared toward the bedroom with his bags in hand, Anya couldn't help but shake her head helplessly.

While she wasn't materialistic, Anya understood the unspoken language of appearances, especially for a director like herself. It was a high-end gala—a room filled with impeccably tailored suits and designer dresses.

A fancy restaurant demanded a certain dress code, and Frederick's usual casual wear wouldn't do with his usual shorts and flip-flops.

Frederick quickly changed into his clothes, slicked his hair back with hair gel, and put on a tie.

In Motheca, Frederick's dashing looks and undeniable charm made him the irresistible target of noble ladies' affections.

His towering height, sharp features, and well-toned physique were complemented by an effortless style that made him look good in anything he wore.

However, Frederick's usual unkempt appearance concealed his true attractiveness from the world with his hair often obscuring his face.

Looking at himself in th