Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me
“I laughed because you questioned a potential victim rather than finding out who put the basin on the
door. Isn’t that ridiculous?” Arielle said casually.
Donovan was stunned, and he couldn’t refute her words.
Arielle continued, “I’m intrigued. I would have been the victim if I hadn’t stopped to call someone and let
Wendy in first. Will you also interrogate Wendy in this manner?”
Donovan was rendered speechless, but he already knew the answer. No, of course.
Arielle smiled and said, “Mr. Baxter, I know what you’re thinking. Wendy is a talented student, and I’m
just someone that got in from the backdoor, but we’re all your students. Can you at least treat me like
one?”
Donovan moved his lips, but he couldn’t say anything to express his frustration.
In that regard, he did make a mistake, but it was undeniable that Arielle was not an outstanding student,
so he felt that questioning her shouldn’t be a concern.
After all, he expected Arielle to be the victim, but she let Wendy in instead.
Thus, he couldn’t help but feel suspicious.
Donovan gazed deeply into Arielle’s eyes and said, “You’re good at debating. I hope you keep that
intelligence in studying too. Don’t get kicked out after just a month.”
“Thanks, Mr. Baxter for the advice. I will do my best. If there isn’t anything else, I’ll head back to class
first.”
Having that said, she turned around and left before Donovan could reply.
Seeing how she swaggered to the lecture hall, the regret in Donovan dissipated immediately.
That’s what I assumed, a lousy student. She has no idea how to respect a teacher. In school, the teacher
is the authority, but she treats me with such an attitude. She has no idea what politeness is! That is the
distinction between a good and a bad student.
He discreetly decided that only the top twenty students would be allowed to stay, and he was specifically
targeting Arielle as well as the other students who had enrolled in the class through the backdoor.
Otherwise, they would be bad influences to the good students.
Meanwhile, when Donovan arrived to help Wendy, everyone in the lecture hall fell silent.
Even the worst students were a little afraid to see him, let alone the other good students.
The air was deafeningly quiet when Arielle entered the lecture hall.
Until she got into her seat, whispers could be heard throughout the hall.
“Yo! Is this our classmate? She’s so beautiful!”
“She’s an angel! It looks like I have a motivation to wake up every day now.”
“Angel? She must be a princess from a fairy tale!”
Suddenly, an irritated voice said, “Why are you guys still gossiping? Didn’t you see Mr. Baxter’s face just
now?”
Hearing that, the hall fell silent again.
In the meantime, Arielle raised her gaze and saw someone familiar.
The girl who spoke just now was someone she met at Haut Monde, Kelsea.
She was defeated by Arielle, and she was also Carter’s cousin.
She wore a yellow dress, her hair was soft, and her makeup was flawless. It was obvious that she had
dressed up on purpose.
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