“Scummy mummy, huh?” Cassius’mother scolded him all the way to the restaurant for lunch. She forced him to have lunch with her as a form of punishment for giving her a nickname that was very inappropriate for a mother. “can't you look at yourself when you're scumbags?”
It made him roll his eyes and reply lazily “Then isn't that obvious? I take after you — you're my mother and the fruit doesn't fall far from the tree, isn't that a very strong proof that I am your son?”
“No, you didn't — I don't like you, you have a bunch of women to suck your d**k” she replied mercilessly, “you're so disgusting.”
Cassius' face reddened, ashamed of his own, and it did not escape the eyes of his mother and her chauffer who was driving in front. “enough, you are still a scumbag like me, even when we do diff
