The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 629 People Like You from the Lower Class.

The hallway outside the junior year office at Southstone No. 1 High School in the provincial capital was eerily quiet. A stylish woman, exuding elegance, was handing a bank card to Sorena, the class teacher. Sorena wore a fake smile plastered across her face, her expression dripping with praise and flattery.

She pretended to hesitate, but her fingers tightly clutched the card as she grinned like a dog getting a treat.

"Mrs. Yard, I really can't accept this. You already gave me 100,000 last time, and I still haven't spent it all," Sorena said, pretending to act modest.

The woman waved her hand dismissively. "Take it. Ms. Craven. You do so much for the students in your class. This is nothing compared to what you deserve! You're an educator-an architect of young minds. Your efforts are priceless! "I've always admired teachers, and I truly respect the profession," she continued. "Yelena always speaks so highly of you. She listens to you like she never listens to me.

"Yelena even wants you to be her godmother, Ms. Craven.

Sorena chuckled loudly, shaking with amusement. "Oh, Mrs. Yard, I could never be Yelena's godmother. That girl is destined for greatness!"

The woman was July Yard, the mother of Yelena, who was in the same class as Rachel's daughter. Livia

"Ms. Craven," July said with a sweet smile, "thank you for always looking out for Yelena. We have plenty of cards like this at home, so please, take it. It's no trouble at all

DO!

"Ms. Craven... "At that moment, Rachel arrived, spotting July handing the bank card to Sorena.

She had rushed so quickly that she had lost a shoe and was now standing barefoot in the hallway.

Rachel paused, unsure whether to step forward or retreat, watching as Sorena accepted the card from July Noticing Rachel standing awkwardly, Sorena quickly hid the card in her hand.

"Mrs. Graham, what took you so long to arrive? It's a big offense to waste someone else's time!" Sorena scolded sharply.

Rachel forced a smile, apologizing, "I'm sorry, Ms. Craven..."

then that Sorena noticed Rachel's bare foot and the fact that she was drenched from

did you just get back from fishing? How could you show up to school looking like this? One shoe, soaked clothes... Are you not embarrassed? You're an adult: act like it! "Stay here

dismissive glance before turning back to July. "Not every parent can be as composed and refined as

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tried to explain, I'm sorry, Ms. Craven. I was so nervous when I heard

scoffed. "Just wait. Dry yourself off first, then we can

outside until I'm ready. Don't dirty up my

to July, Sorena added, "Mrs. Yard, please go into my office and relax for a moment. I've prepared tea and

sneering. "Oh, you're Livia's mom? No wonder Yelena dislikes

no wonder our social status is being dragged down. If I told my friends about this, I'd be mortified! Rachel was left confused. "What's your problem with my family? Maybe we're not as wealthy as

family like

engage in such arguments, but when it came to her daughter, she

back

her daughter, she became like a defensive hen, all

warned you. Don't speak about my Livia again. I won't stand for

back. Fine, fine. I won't argue with you. I don't even want, to waste my time with people like you from the lower class!" Sorena shot Rachel a cold look, snapping.

to walk toward the office with

can't be in the same class as someone tied to criminals. It

child. "Yes, yes, Mrs. Yard, you're absolutely right! Don't waste your

entered the office, Sorena resumed

mess. It's not as immaculate

spoke, Sorena frantically patted dust off the sofa, still feeling guilty about how it looked.