Big glasses that could cover his chiseled face, messy, and curly hair that extended under his brows, a long coat to hide his body from the lowering temperature, and a flashy sports car. No wonder people in Fil's company were flocking by the entrance — women giggling and whispering in curiosity.
Aside from the millions' worth of sports car he was leaning on leisurely, Anton's look, physique, and aura stood out. He was a celebrity for a reason; though he preferred to be called a singer instead of a celebrity.
"Goodness. Who is he?"
"He looks so handsome~!"
"Is he a client?"
"How nice would it be to be picked up by such a luxurious car?"
"He's so hot."
Fil looked around at the people by the entrance. Most women halted from their steps, admiring the live model right there in the front driveway. She shook her head, hearing some male employees admire the car while ignoring the person.
