Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 1076

"Adrian Cole, do you suffer from some catastrophic delusion regarding your own existence?"

Serena lifted her gaze, staring him down coldly. Her usually calm eyes were now filled with raw, unfiltered disgust. "Trash like you isn't even fit for recycling. Stay the hell away from me."

"Looking at you for even a second makes me feel contaminated."

Having said her piece, she clearly had zero desire to look at him any longer. She turned to her team. "Let's go."

Lydia and the rest instantly grabbed their trays and followed right behind her.

Not a single person wasted another glance on Adrian.

They treated the man standing frozen in the middle of the mess hall, covered head to toe in food, like absolute air.

Adrian's face turned a violent shade of purple, his venomous gaze locked onto Serena's retreating figure. His clenched fists popped with terrifying cracks.

He could feel the disgusting grease from the mass-produced cafeteria slop sliding down his face and dripping past his collar.

His bespoke, tailored suit was absolutely ruined with grease stains.

Even worse, the pristine white dress shirt underneath was now smeared with a horrific patchwork of oil and grime.

The pungent, greasy stench forcefully invaded his nose.

He was on the verge of losing his mind.

"M-Mr. Cole..." Howard finally mustered the courage to scurry over, his voice trembling as he cautiously held out a towel. "L-let me take you back to the dorms so you can change..."

The moment Adrian had approached Serena.

Howard had quietly shuffled to the side.

Completely terrified to breathe or show his face.

To him, both of these people were literal forces of nature.

He couldn't afford to offend either of them.

"You... were you playing dead just now? A mere competitor dares to treat an official observer with this kind of attitude?!" Adrian snatched the towel and furiously wiped at his face.

As everyone knows.

Wiping heavy grease with a dry towel only creates a catastrophic mess.

Adrian clearly lacked this basic survival knowledge.

With every aggressive swipe, the grease smear widened, making his face look increasingly horrifying.

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