Chapter 142 Where is Your Snobbish Attitude?

• I was utterly stunned when I heard those words while Patrick's face turned as black as a dark pitch!
• "Mr. Gretcher, this isn't a joking matter! Wait a moment. Let me digest that…" Then, as I ran my fingers through my hair in bewilderment with furrowed brows, I recalled his words again before inquiring, "Do you mean I am one of the six judges for the final round of the selection?"
• "Yeah! The invitation seems legit, and we have anti-counterfeit logos. Aren't you the honorary director of the wool market in Milch?" Mr. Gretcher looked at me curiously and voiced out his doubts.