Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 1207

Frederick Moore.

That was the current chairman of the Skyline Group, Severia's largest and most luxurious seven-star hotel conglomerate.

The status and power of his family were a significant tier above even the Prescotts.

Why would a true top-tier billionaire power player suddenly appear here?

Phelps completely forgot about Serena.

He hastily adjusted his suit, slapping on an incredibly flattering, sycophantic smile. Not a trace of his previous arrogance remained.

“Chairman Moore, what brings you here in person?”

Phelps hurried forward, his face full of surprise, looking utterly flattered.

“Chairman Moore, the welcome party I booked at the Skyline Seven-Star Hotel is not until eight tonight.”

“I never expected you to give the Prescotts so much face that you would personally bring a convoy to the airport to pick us up this early.”

Speaking of this.

Phelps intentionally turned his head, shooting a highly boastful and provocative glance at Serena and the Elyndorian team.

“Chairman Moore is a legendary figure in Severia. His family's hotels are the most luxurious in all of Asia. I booked my party at his hotel and specifically invited contestants from the United Realmon States, Caldoria, Dovaria, and others. Ordinary people could never even dream of getting inside.”

“See that? This is the true power of Severia's top billionaires.”

“As for a pathetic team destined for the basement, you have absolutely no right to embarrass yourselves in such high-end venues.”

Phelps was showing off, incredibly smug, and overflowing with pride.

Smiling widely, he extended both hands, hoping to shake Frederick's hand.

However, Frederick did not even glance at him.

Amidst Phelps's frozen expression, and under the extremely shocked stares of all the foreign contestants and Severian reception staff.

The dignified head of Severia's top conglomerate, Frederick Moore, jogged right past him and stopped directly in front of Serena.

Then.

They looked back at Serena, who remained standing in place, her expression as cool and nonchalant as ever.

What was going on?

The head of Severia's largest conglomerate was actually here to pick up the Elyndorian team?

And acting so respectfully, so utterly subservient toward Serena.

The one who suffered the biggest mental breakdown of all was Phelps.

The sycophantic smile was still frozen on his lips.

His hands hung awkwardly in mid-air, having nowhere to go.

He stared dead at Frederick's bowing back, his whole body trembling with rage, his eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

“Chairman Moore, have you lost your mind? Those are contestants from the Elyndorian team.”

He couldn't help but roar, “Do you even know who she is? You're slapping the face of every Severian billionaire.”