Chapter 367

After leaving the villa, Frederick jogged to Anya's sports car and opened the passenger door.

"Sweetheart, it's not easy to drive in those heels. Let me drive."

Frederick's gentlemanly act caught Anya off guard, but she shook her head helplessly. While she acknowledged his charm and good looks, Anya couldn't help but feel a twinge of disdain for him.

What good was a handsome face without ambition and career?

Frederick took the wheel and sped off toward the restaurant. As they walked in, their striking good looks immediately commanded attention, a seemingly flawless pair that turned heads wherever they went.

At that moment, a man in a high-end suit with glasses approached. His pale complexion and slightly sunken cheeks couldn't hide his excitement as he called out from a distance.

"Ann, over here!"

This was Wynne, Anya's senior.

Hearing her name, Anya turned and was taken aback. Wynne looked nothing like she remembered.

When Anya was a freshman, they had met a few times and Any