Transmigrating Into A Villain novel Chapter 33

Alina had been in this world for some time and had already figured out Sheffield's school and class.

Since she didn't lack money, she took a taxi there.

Sheffield's school was not far away. It took her seven or eight minutes to get there.

The school gate was open. She went in directly.

Alina found that she didn't know where Sheffield's classroom was.

She wanted to ask someone, but no one wandered in the campus.

A gust of wind blew up the camphor leaf on the ground, and the leaf swayed high and low in front of her, making her feel a sense of mockery from the leaf.

When she was thinking about whether she should step on the leaves, the bell rang.

Tinkle... School was over.

Before long, students walked out of their classrooms.

In the end, they went through the school gate, and then went in different directions.

Alina kept glancing at the students passing by, but failed to see the face of Sheffield.

Sheffield was not tall among the students. If Alina could find him, she would have a sharp eye!

As she couldn't find him, she asked a student, "Excuse me, where is class 91?"

"It is on the second floor of that building. Go upstairs and turn left." The boy told her clearly.

"Thank you." After hesitating for a while, Alina walked towards the direction that the boy pointed.

She wanted to make sure if Sheffield had left.

The building the boy pointed was No.2 teaching building. When she went upstairs, there were some students coming down from time to time.

On the second floor, she turned left. The first was class 89, the second was class 90 and the third was class 91.

'Yes. 'I found it!" Alina walked over to the window and looked inside.

Unfortunately, there was no one inside.

Alina sighed and went back.

She walked out of the school gate and wanted to take a bus. She had to walk three or four hundred meters to get to the bus stop.

Alina walked on in silence. There were vendors on both sides of the road, selling stationery, food and toys. Their businesses were all very good. Some shops were crowded with students.

"Sheffield, pay money. Are you waiting for Tommy to pay?" Alina had walked past, but the name the boy said brought her back.

It was a stall selling snacks. Alina went over and pretended to look at the snacks.

There were four boys surrounding Sheffield, two of whom were very tall, and the other two looked stronger than Sheffield. They had fried food in their hands.

The smallest one had a face with pimples. He yelled at Sheffield while chewing, "What are you looking at? It's your honor to treat Tommy! Pay money now!"

"My pocket money is used up today. I really don't have any more." Clenching his fists, Sheffield lowered his head, looking a little scared.

"No money? Are you kidding? Doesn't your father be the boss? How could it be possible that you don't have any money?" The tallest boy wore ear studs and looked cynical.

"Tommy is right. You are too naive to lie to us!" The boy with yellow hair looked contemptuous.

"Our fists are very powerful. You have tried it last time, haven't you?"

The yellow-haired boy said maliciously, "Edwin, do you think we should let him recall more memories?"

The boy called Edwin giggled and said, "Good idea!"

Sheffield raised his head and glanced at Edwin. His eyes were gloomy. He clenched his fists and said, "I really don't have any money today. How about I pay it tomorrow?"

The landlady was a woman in her thirties or forties. Although she often saw these boys bully weak students, she didn't dare to be angry. After all, she couldn't afford to offend these bullies.

The landlady smiled and said, "Well, since the boy will pay it tomorrow, then pay it tomorrow. Thank you for taking care of my business."