Daddy! Come Home for Dinner!-Chapter 1256

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Looking at their team, Cynthia Florine whispered to Jasmine Hudson, “Why do they all look alike?

I can’t tell who’s who at all.”

“Neither can I,” Jasmine Hudson whispered back.

“And did you notice?” Gladys Joy said, “There’s not a single female competitor in their team.”

From the coaches to the competitors, there wasn’t a single woman.

“The Indian Triad is infamous for its low status of women, who are disrespected and often harmed in their society,” Jasmine Hudson said, “I guess even if someone wanted to sign up, they wouldn’t be allowed to join.

Or perhaps there are very few or even no female chefs in their industry.”

“True, I’ve seen so many news stories about women being victimized that I’m now afraid of men from their place.” Gladys Joy whispered.

By this time, the members of the Indian Triad were nearly upon them.

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Although they couldn’t understand, Gladys Joy and others stopped talking.

Wesley Gordon made some insincere pleasantries with the opponent’s coach.

The opposing competitors were also looking at Pingla’s players.

When they saw that there were three female contestants in Pingla’s team.

The Indian Triad team was also whispering.

“Hearth Nation is always the same, always having women in their competitions.

It’s an insult to us.”

“Are they out of people?

They need women to compete?”

“Their women, they love being in the spotlight, thinking they can surpass men.”

“At least they are quite pretty.” Someone looked from head to toe at Cindy Clarke and the others, “Just a bit flat-chested.”

“One has a nice figure.” Someone glanced at Cindy Clarke, “The fifth one from the left.”

They seemed to be scrutinizing them, apparently unconcerned about the competition.

It seemed they didn’t regard the players from Pingla as opponents at all and were confident of beating them.

Due to the distance and their soft speaking voices, combined with their extremely thick accent in English, the players from Pingla couldn’t really make out what the Indian Triad team was talking about.

They just noticed their quiet discussion and knew they were talking to each other.

“Why do their gazes suddenly become lewd?” The always observant Leon Hernandez remarked with a frown, “Guys, let’s protect Cindy and the others, I think they are eyeing our girls.”

The other male participants quickly surrounded Cindy and the rest, forming a tight protective circle.

Cynthia Florine reached out and pinched Leon Hernandez’s back: “Who called me old florine!

Call me Florine sister!”

“Ouch!” Leon Hernandez winced in pain, let out a soft cry, “I’m protecting you guys, and you repay me with this?”

Prompted by Leon Hernandez’s warning, Parker Honi instantly sharpened his gaze, locking it onto the Indian Triad team.

Sure enough, a few of them had sneaky, malicious looks in their eyes, obviously glancing over at Cindy and the others.

Parker Honi immediately thought of the unfavorable news about the Indian Triad.

Without any hesitation, he reprimanded, “What are you looking at?

Show some respect!”

Parker Honi spoke in English, considerate enough to make sure they would understand.

His comment immediately attracted everyone’s attention.

The competitors from the Indian Triad were immediately upset: “What are you talking about?

Is that how you treat your guests?”

The coach of the Indian Triad’s team also confronted Wesley Gordon and Hunter Clarke, “Why is your contestant being so impolite to us?

Or, are your contestants so exalted that they can’t even be looked at?

Are your contestants aristocrats?

Are they concerned about caste?”

“If that’s the case, then our contestants are not ordinary people either.” The short and fat coach from the Indian Triad said, “If we can’t even look, then how can we compete?”

Wesley Gordon asked Parker Honi, “What’s going on?”

He didn’t immediately confront them.

Their contestants from Pingla have never been arrogant.

“Their gazes were disrespectfu;.

they kept looking at our girls.” Parker Honi explained in English.

Hunter Clarke noticed that the male competitors had already rearranged their stance, protecting the girls.

Hunter Clarke’s face turned stern immediately and he coldly said, “Don’t bring your Indian Triad’s customs and norms to our Hearth Nation!

We don’t subscribe to your ways.

If you want to participate in our competition here, show some respect to our women!”

Hunter Clarke also didn’t have a good impression of these people, especially noticing that while she was speaking, some contestants still showed contempt.

Some eyes were frivolous, some were arrogant, overall there was not a shred of respect.

Hunter Clarke, even more furious, coldly told the short, fat coach, “Either your contestants show some respect, or we will report straight to the association.

We will not accept opponents with such behavior.”

“We will also make your behaviour public.” Wesley Gordon said, “Let everyone around the world know about your deeds.”

Especially now, when women’s rights activists around the world continue to protest against such behavior, speaking out for gender equality.

The news from the Indian Triad was already reprehensible; if there was any more issues, they would truly be left without face.

The short, fat coach finally lowered his head and reprimanded his team, “What the hell are you guys doing!

Stay in line!

Don’t disgrace the people of Indian Triad!”

Someone murmured, “You lose no meat for having a look.”

“They dress like that, isn’t it for people to look?”

“Hearth Nation people, what gives them the right to be arrogant.”

“Anyone who speaks again doesn’t need to compete!” the coach warned in a low voice, “If you’re so resentful, then go ahead and crush the other team during the competition!

With your capabilities, go crush them, win the competition, and you can brag and insult as much as you want, I won’t interfere!”

Upon hearing this, everyone finally quieted down.

“It was them who didn’t understand the rules, they didn’t do it on purpose, you guys misunderstood.” the short, fat coach hypocritically explained.

“I know, there are some negative news.

But don’t look at my contestants with biased eyes.” said the short, fat coach.

Wesley Gordon and Hunter Clarke both sneered inwardly, not taking his words seriously.

Wesley Gordon invited them in for introductions.

The short, fat coach was called Luke Shaw, the particularly thin one was called Edward Bennett, and the neither fat nor thin one was called Xavier Cartier.

Wesley Gordon explained the rules, just as he and Hunter Clarke had discussed.

Then, both teams sent representatives to draw lots.

Wesley Gordon generously let the Indian Triad go first.

No matter how the lots were drawn, the result would still be under their control.

However, before that, Wesley Gordon escorted the three coaches from the Indian Triad to a room next door.

He left Hunter Clarke and a few other teachers from Pingla behind.

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Wesley Gordon was concerned that if Hunter Clarke was left alone, she might be taken advantage of.

Indeed, after meeting the Indian Triad competitors today, Wesley Gordon knew his concerns were justified.

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