From outside, there came the rustling sound of clothes being taken off, occasionally accompanied by the unwilling protests of the female teacher.
But the director continued to do whatever he pleased, completely disregarding the female teacher's consent.
South Grant could also guess the reason behind it.
This school, Yizhong, was famously a prestigious institution, and the students who attended here were either wealthy or powerful.
Every student had a significant background, and naturally, the teachers who could manage to work here had to fight their way in.
The director was a school authority figure, and for the female teachers here, he was naturally like a coveted dessert, someone they sought to please.
Seeing the director's attitude toward her, South Grant snorted coldly in his heart.
No matter how noble their profession, it couldn't prevent the filth lurking in their hearts.
