Chapter 65. Stamps

Madison’s POV

“What are you talking about?” I asked with my eyes narrowed slightly.

Cassy sneered, her eyes filled with disgust as she gave me a look, “Oh, you are surprised that we are not fawning over you like the others? Were you expecting us to be all respectful and cordial to you when you entered this place through a backdoor?”

Alright. I was confused.

What backdoor?

Amy added, “When others are busy working hard just to get in our masters’ good books and be accepted as his last student, you made use of your status to do so. So disgusting. Have you forgotten that you were once a useless commoner?”

I pressed my lips, “You are going too far.” I said, feeling slightly angry.

Were they dumb? What backdoor? What were they talking about? The masters clearly gave me the last quota because I deserved it.

Amy rolled her eyes, “Going too far? You had better stop pretending. You must have acquired the help of some skilled physician to