Chapter 282

Hector's face darkened as he growled, "That's because I haven't made any money yet." Rudeus didn't hold back and mocked, "Mr. Coleman, you've been out trying to 'make money' for days. And you still can't scrape together ten bucks?" Hector felt humiliated. As the son of Vrineburgh's wealthiest family, he had never experienced anything this degrading. It was enough to make his blood boil. … When Jasmine had just arrived at the organizers' building, she was suddenly surrounded by reporters. Still confused about what was happening, she was bombarded with sarcastic questions. "Ms. Scott, we heard you cheated in college, that your awards were questionable, and that you got into Mr. Stone's orchestra through connections. Did you also get this judging position the same way?" "Ms. Scott, you run an arts center. Are you using this competition to boost enrollment? Someone like you, who's so greedy and hypocritical, should really stay away from children, don't you think?" Jasmine stood