Chapter 366

"Hmph, what kind of luxury clothes could he possibly have? Fancy clothes, huh? They don't look like any luxury brand, not even high-end or any of those others."

Frederick gave a helpless smile. The clothes he was wearing indeed bore no brand.

"These clothes aren't from any brand. An old friend from Motheca made them for me by hand."

Anya's eyes widened with interest. "Could your friend be persuaded to come here? I'd love to have him as the creative director of our fashion company!

Examining Frederick's attire, Anya was certain that such clothing would be coveted by even the noblest families here. If they could hire this designer, their company could become the pinnacle of Salmasian fashion without any other effort.

However, Frederick smiled and shook his head. "He doesn't make clothes anymore."

A sense of disappointment washed over Anya. She had glimpsed an incredible opportunity for financial success, only to have it vanish before her eyes.

How did Frederick even know someone w