Sir, You Don’t Know Your Wife novel 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 painting competition, 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 painting competition.

Feeling awkward, Henry thought to himself that he was only here to show his support to Janet, the darling of Young Master Mason.

Yet, he still put on a composed 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 occasion. Why didn’t you inform me beforehand of your attendance?”

Lee dressed up for the occasion by wearing an all-black 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 similar explanation.

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, “Please come this way.”

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

Shortly after that, he saw a red Porsche coming 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?”