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..."

bare foot and the

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

before turning back to July. "Not every parent can be as composed and refined as you, Mrs. Yard," she

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

"Just wait. Dry yourself off first, then we

until I'm ready. Don't

into my office and relax for a moment. I've prepared tea and

down, sneering. "Oh, you're Livia's mom? No wonder Yelena dislikes Livia. With a parent like you,

and it's truly embarrassing. If I had known, I would have kept her our of this class. With a family like yours, it's no wonder our social status is being dragged down. If I

like yours, your child won't amount to anything good when

Rachel wouldn't engage in such arguments, but when it came

back

she heard someone speaking so ill about her daughter, she became like a defensive

pointed at July. "I warned you. Don't speak about my Livia

glare, July took a step back. Fine, fine. I won't argue with you. I don't even want, to waste my time with people

walk toward the office

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

an eager child. "Yes, yes, Mrs. Yard, you're absolutely right! Don't waste your They'll do anything!" breath on these

entered the office, Sorena resumed her

apologize for the mess. It's not as immaculate as your

off the sofa, still feeling guilty about how it looked. She even blew on the cushions to make sure they