Chapter 73: Not Worthy Of Being Called A Man
Drake looked down on this guy more than anything. If he had his way he would rather never even speak to this lowlife unworthy of being called a man.
Drake asked, "How are you so sure that I don’t have an invitation?"
"If you do have an invitation, then by all means please present it. And if you can I will immediately apologize and personally usher you in. As for the others naturally you may come in with your invitations."
"Haha, an apology from you is worth less than nothing to me."
"Well, if that is what you think." The rest of you may go in, ladies..."
Cassandra shook her head before he could finish, "Don’t talk to me, I look down on you, you have lost the qualifications of being called a man."
"You tried to court me and I was unwilling and now you are turning your rage from failure on Drake because I am close with him. you can’t even pursue a woman sincerely or accept rejection, instead you do something so low."
"Shut up, I’ve never had any thoughts of pursuing you. Don’t think for one second that you can slander me."
"You don’t even have the balls to admit it? You disgust me, I spit on the fact that I have to bare that I am in the same class with you, even low level animals court mates and accept rejection better than you. You are lower than even animals, I disdain to even breathe the same air as you. I suddenly feel I cannot remain here as long as your presence still lingers on the premises."
Zack’s face turned pale white and he almost collapsed at Cassandra’s words. He looked around and he could see the disdain, dissatisfaction and disgust in the eyes of all the spectators.
They believed everything Cassandra had just said. Nobody believed for one second that Zack never had any thoughts of pursuing Cassandra. Why? Because she was a pretty girl, an extremely pretty girl.