How Death Became My Rebirth (Cassandra Yates)

Chapter 238

"Mr. Zelinski, come on!"

As the students were watching them expectantly, Kenneth couldn't get mad at Yannick on the spot.

Suddenly someone shouted, "Emma, come down quickly. We wanna see Mr. Zelinski and Cassandra dance!"

With that, the boys began to boo Emma.

They wanted her to leave Cassandra and Kenneth alone on stage.

But considering the tender and outgoing persona she maintained, Emma had no choice but to leave the stage.

Emma smiled drily, "I guess everyone is more interested in seeing Mr. Zelinski dance than me. Well, then I'll leave the stage to him."

While unable to embarrass Cassandra now, Emma was sure Cassandra wouldn't always be so lucky.

Finally, the sound system began playing jazz dance music.

As soon as the intro to the music started, both Cassandra and Kenneth began to move their bodies.

Truth be told, they were both curious about each other's dance skills.

Jazz was a passionate dance, which was very different from the elegant classical ballet and the soft modern dance. It was pleasant, vibrant, and free.

While the improvisational style of jazz dance had been replaced by a style that was both free and orderly, Kenneth and Cassandra's dance was wilder and more inspiring.

As soon as the dance was over, both of them sweated. They were attracted to each other in the dance and integrated with each other as if their souls had been intertwined.

"Wow!"

"Woo-hoo!"

The applause went on for a long time.

"That was awesome!"

"Perfect!"

"One more dance!"

The more they cheered, the more it proved that Cassandra was a good dancer, and the better she danced, the angrier Emma got.

Amidst the thunderous applause and cheers Emma was expressionless and silent. All she could think of was that Cassandra defeated her once again. Chapter 238

Kenneth was actually excited because he didn't expect Cassandra to dance that well, and he thought they were a perfect pair.

However, no matter how excited he was in his heart, he still kept a calm look on his face. He walked off the stage and whispered as he passed Yannick, "I'm gonna kill you." Yannick was at a loss for words.

He really thought Kenneth enjoyed the dance he just did.

Yannick began to think that maybe he could take a long vacation or just quit. He'd already made enough money for the rest of his life anyway.

Otherwise, when Kenneth settled accounts with him, it might not be as simple as being sent to Ouflanca or on an extreme rescue mission.

The friendship night for the Summer camp lasted until eleven o'clock at night

The next morning, the instructors each lead the squads for their final performances, with Kenneth sitting in the center of the reviewing stand, and the principal and vice principal of Juset University sitting on either side of him.

By the time the performance and scoring sessions for the three squads were over, it was around 1

1. pm.

After lunch, the students were organized to leave the base and return to campus.

The instructors came to see them off. Suddenly, Emma walked towards Kenneth with a shy face and a hint of determination in her eyes.

Emma must seize this opportunity. By the time she left the base, she might never get to know his name. She swore that she would take anyone who was attracted to Cassandra. Besides, she did have a bit of a crush on Kenneth, a mysterious, powerful, and handsome man.

Seeing Emma walking towards him, Kenneth frowned and said to Yannick, "Let her go."

Yannick whispered, "Commander Zelinski, I can't. Maybe she just came to say farewell to you."

Yannick was also very helpless. He thought, I can't just let her go. It's rude!'

Emma began, “Mr. Zelinski, I have something to tell you."

With that, Emma glanced over af Yannick and Kayden as if imploring them to leave.

"Go ahead," Kenneth said coldly.

"May I ask the two instructors... Emma hesitated.

Kenneth interrupted, "No. They're my comrades and friends. Just say what you are gonna say."

Emma felt a little uncomfortable, but thinking that the two instructors could be her witnesses if

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Kenneth accepted her confession, she didn't insist on letting them go.

Emma couldn't wait to win a big name that Kenneth, the commanding officer, accepted her confession.

Emma said out loud, "Mr. Zelinski, I have a crush on you. Would you be my boyfriend?"

She looked at Kenneth firmly and confidently as if she was expecting his answer.

Kenneth's eyes were slightly cold and there was a serious look on his face. He snapped, "Ms. Houston, it's not funny. If you are looking for a special memory of your Summer camp, there are other instructors you can turn to. I assure you they are all single. But me? I refuse."

However, Emma didn't want other instructors.

She blurted out, "But I like you. It has nothing to do with who you are, and I'm not doing this to seek attention. I simply have a crush on you. Can't you just agree to be my boyfriend?"

Emma kept looking at Kenneth, and she raised her voice unconsciously. The students around who were about to get on the buses stopped and turned to watch the farce.

And Cassandra happened to hear this and frowned.

Sofia exclaimed, "Is Emma crazy? She's telling Mr. Zelinski that she likes him?"

Sofia didn't notice the change in Cassandra's expression at all and went on, "Well, I admit Mr. Zelinski is hot even if he wears a mask. Besides, he's the commanding officer! No wonder Emma's falling in love with him."

Cassidy was also curious about what was going on. She dragged Sofia and said eagerly, "Let's go have a look."

When she left, she didn't forget to pull Cassandra.

As they approached, they heard Kenneth say, "There are a lot of people who like me. Am I supposed to say yes to all of them? I'm not the right one for you. My answer will still be no." Considering Emma was young and vulnerable, Kenneth wasn't very mean to her.

However, he still got nervous when he found Cassandra in the crowd.

Kenneth hoped that Cassandra wouldn't think too much.

He had had a venue prepared for him so that he could tell Cassandra of his love for her.

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