Chapter 91

"You pathetic scum, what nonsense are you spouting?" Racquelle placed her hands on her hips, glaring at me furiously. I remained silent. One could never wake a person who was pretending to be asleep. Since Racquelle was lost in her own world, I decided to let her stay there. After all, I was about to leave Smith Group—there was no point in saying more. Even if Racquelle went mad or self-destructed later, it would no longer be my concern. Vernon immediately took her hand. "Racquelle, talking to a loser like this is a waste of time! I even bought you a dress. Why don't you try it on and see how it looks?" Upon hearing there were other gifts, a smile appeared on her face. She took the gift excitedly and, without regard for anyone around, hugged Vernon and kissed him. "Vernon, you're a true man," she purred. Then she turned to look at me with a mocking smirk, her eyes filled with scorn. "Some people deserve to stay lowly scum, forever unable to hold their heads high. Thinking th