Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 139


    Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife Chapter 139


    Those who had no clue what was going inside would assume a grand wedding was held inside.


    As the organizer of the paintingpetition, Old Mr. Collins was so revved up about the event that he


    arrived at the hotel very early to usher the guests. He couldn’t wait to see who would emerge as the


    winner of the contest and be his apprentice.


    Standing at the gate of the lobby, Old Mr. Collins saw a red Rolls-Royce pulling up in front of him.


    At the sight of the luxurious car, he immediately stepped forward to greet the guest sitting inside.


    It was Henry from the Moss Family who alighted the car.


    “Young Master Moss! What an honor to have you here.” Old Mr. Collins was pleasantly surprised when


    he was informed of Henry’s attendance the previous night. He was extremely thrilled to have someone


    from the Moss Family attending his small-scale paintingpetition.


    Feeling awkward, Henry thought to himself that he was only here to show his support to J, the


    darling of Young Master Mason.


    Yet, he still put on aposed look and said to Old Mr. Collins, “I heard that the girls who are


    participating in this contest are very talented painters. So, here I am to see how good they are.”


    Old Mr. Collins broke into a wide grin and answered, “They are very talented indeed. Young Master


    Moss, this way please.”


    Then, he had a hotel staff lead Henry to the ballroom.


    Much to his surprise, he spotted Young Master Sanders as soon as he turned around.


    “Goodness gracious, Young Master Sanders! Your presence really graces the asion. Why didn’t you


    inform me beforehand of your attendance?”


    Lee dressed up for the asion by wearing an all-ck suit. He looked up at Old Mr. Collins and said,


    “Someone told me that the girls in the contest are all amazing painters. So, I guess I mustn’t miss the


    chance to admire their talents.”


    Old Mr. Collins went speechless wondering why they all offered him a simr exnation.


    Also, he was baffled as to why all of them suddenly had so much free time to be here.


    Again, he put on an ear-to-ear grin and said, “Pleasee this way.”


    Still rattled by their attendance, he turned around and started pondering over who they were rooting for.


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    Shortly after that, he saw a red Porscheing in his direction again.


    When he took a closer look at the bunch of people getting out of the car, he found all of them to be


    strangers.


    Although he didn’t know them, he was sure they were no average people.


    Frowning in confusion, Old Mr. Collins approached them and asked, “I’m sorry, you are?”


    The girl standing in front of him fished out a name card and handed it to him. “I’m Lara, the top


    executive broker in Sandfort City.”


    Old Mr. Collins adjusted his spectacles as his brain had difficulty processing the information. What the


    heck is an executive broker?


    However, he still decided to let her in for the sake of the luxurious car parked behind her. “This way


    please.”


    “Thanks,” Lara replied nonchntly while chewing on gum.


    One of her underlings who was following behind her asked her puzzledly, “Lara, how did you get


    yourself that name card?”


    Lara tapped the boy’s head and answered him impatiently, “Have you forgotten what I do for a living?”


    The boy instantly nodded at her with enlightenment.


    When more and more big shots gathered at the lobby outside the ballroomter on, Old Mr. Collins


    gave up ushering them and went into the ballroom instead because he started getting confused.


    He had never seen or heard of any of those big shots outside.


    The fact that his small-scale paintingpetition had attracted so many of them left him in utter


    bewilderment. Were they all here because of him?


    Despite the many questions in his mind, he was still overjoyed to see them there because the more


    people who attended the paintingpetition, the more respectable his social status was.


    At that juncture, Emily, J and Chloe arrived at the hotel.


    Emily was astounded the moment she stepped into the ballroom.


    Tugging at Megan’s arm, she eximed, “Mom, why are there so many people here? Henry Moss from


    the Moss Family is here too! Look over there!”


    Megan looked in the direction where Emily was pointing at and spotted Henry.


    “There! The young master from the Sanders Family is here too!” Emily nearly squealed in excitement.


    J sneered when she listened to her exmation and moved her eyes elsewhere.


    Chloe, who had never witnessed such a grand asion, was so shaken that her palm was sweaty.


    “Mom, why is the contest this year attended by so many people?” she asked Shirley in a doubtful tone.


    Shirley chuckled before she gave a cursory nce at all the big shots inside the ballroom smugly.


    “Chloe, there’s no point in being scared because all of them are here to admire your work out of


    respect for our family and Old Mr. Collins.”


    Chloe smoothened the creases on her blouse and asked, “Really?”


    These bunch of people seemed to be loaded and Chloe thought it would be great if any of them took a


    liking to her.


    Hence, she had to make sure that victory was hers by bringing her A gameter.