Chapter 363

Upon arriving home, Frederick noticed Fiona perched on the couch.

Despite the TV being on, she kept glancing up toward the second floor.

This struck Frederick as odd.

Noticing his entrance, Fiona smirked and remarked, "Oh, you're toast!"

Frederick was baffled. Why would he be toasted?

Enjoying his bewilderment, Fiona elaborated, "Anya's in a foul mood. You were bragging about landing a job today, but knowing you, you probably came up empty-handed. Brace yourself, she's about to unleash her fury."

Frederick raised an eyebrow.

Frederick's brow furrowed, stung by Fiona's lack of faith. Fiona hadn't witnessed his impressive interview earlier!

Just then, Anya descended the stairs.

As Fiona had predicted, her face was set in a stern expression, clearly indicating a sour mood. Frederick was perplexed.

Why was Anya so upset?

Frederick quickly inquired, "Sweetheart, what's wrong?"

Anya's face was devoid of warmth as she asked, "Did you find a job?"

Frederick could detect an added