Chapter 376

Wynne was stunned and hurriedly shoved the stockings back into his pocket.

They must have fallen out during his earlier emotional breakdown.

With a desperate attempt at saving his reputation, he stammered, "These are products from my company. I have a meeting with a client later, and these are samples."

Anya was now convinced of Wynne's peculiar hobby and felt her opinion of him plummet.

Desperate to end the conversation, she turned to Frederick and said, "Let's eat. We've talked enough."

Wynne sensed her disgust and frantically tried to defend himself.

"Ann, I swear, I'm not a pervert. Please believe me."

Anya noticed the curious glances from other diners who had overheard their conversation and felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment.

"Can we please drop this topic? Whether or not you have a fetish is of no concern to me."

Wynne realized the extent of his blunder.

He flushed crimson and glared at Frederick. This guy was proving to be a formidable adversary. Then, his eyes f