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.