chapter nineteen- Financial lecturer Mishap

Lisa stood frozen as their financial accounting lecturer, Mr. Frank, entered the room.

 "What's going on here?" He asked

 "Sir," a mischievous boy chimed, "Lisa thought she'd add some excitement today, but it seems luck isn't on her side." Other students nodded in agreement.

Lisa, shocked, tried to defend herself, "that's not true, sir. I didn't do it. You have to believe me.

Mr. Frank, holding a bucket that seems out of place, questioned her, "can you explain what the bucket is doing in your hand?"

Lisa stammered, "I don't know how it happened."

Mr. Frank sighed, "it's okay. You're going to sweep and mop the entire class. It should be spotless." He then turned to a broken table, asking, "let me guess, it's yours." Lisa reluctantly admitted, "that's true, Mr. Frank."

Nina, making a derogatory comment, said, "poor people are shameless and full of trash," prompting some students to snicker

Mr. Frank shook his head, remarking, " poor people and their low mentality," as the class erupted in laughter.

********************************************************Lisa diligently cleaned the entire class while lectures continued, working until her hands were wormed out. This type of work was unfamiliar to her, as Rachael had always taken on the more strenuous tasks and never allowed Lisa to engage in such work. Lisa found herself in a pitiful state, grappling with the challenging manual labor she had not encountered before. She looked up to wipe sweat from her forehead, and her eyes met inigo's. He winked at her. She scrunched her face, frowned, and rolled her eyes, returning to her work.