When Donovan caught himself looking at Arielle again, he felt a rush of irritation.
Halfway through his lecture, there was an interruption.
Donovan whirled around and noticed two students entering the class. The stricken look across their
pale faces made it seem like they’d just experienced something terrifying.
Donovan’s brows furrowed, displeased by their late attendance. “Where did the two of you go? Half of
the lecture is almost over.”
His stern questioning caused them to flinch in fear as they hung their heads. Finally, the shorter one of
the duo mustered the courage to reply. “W-we were at the hospital,” she stammered.
Donovan’s angry expression softened as he reminded them to apply for leave the next time something
happened. He then continued his lecture.
Hurriedly, the two students scurried to their seats. Before they took a seat, they sneaked a peek at
Arielle.
As if sensing their gazes, Arielle turned to them.
They jolted in surprise when they saw Arielle looking at them. Promptly, they looked away.
Arielle’s brows raised. Aren’t they two students who claimed to have a concussion?
Seeing how they avoided her gaze, Arielle shrugged and continued to study her Chanaean textbook.
Though she found the other subjects manageable, Arielle struggled with Chanaean. Her parents had
raised her with the language, but her fluency was still not on par with the other students.
Furthermore, their monthly evaluation was just around the corner. Arielle could not leave Jadeborough
University until she found that man. It looks like I’ll have to work hard to improve my Chanaean!
Donovan’s lecture passed by in the blink of an eye.
Just as Arielle wanted to take a break, Jared and Henry made their way over to her.
Out of the two of them, Henry seemed particularly enthusiastic.
“Boss, I missed you so much when you were away! Do you want to play some games tonight? A new
season is starting today. We can dominate the charts together!”
Although Jared remained silent, the welcoming look on his face indicated that he wanted her to join
them too.
Arielle gave them an apologetic smile. “I don’t think I can make it tonight. I am going to clean my new
house with someone. How about some other day?”
The words “new house” caused Jared’s mood to shift. “Arielle, if you need any help, feel free to let me
know.
My dad gave me a supplementary ATM card after I told him about my studies.” Jared took it out of his
pocket and handed the black card to her. “Here, take it.”
Immediately, Henry mimicked Jared’s actions and placed a few of his ATM cards on the table.
“Although I’m not as well off as Jared, these cards are worth a couple of millions. You can use them as
you please. If these aren’t enough, please let me know. I’ll ask my family for more.”
Although they were trying to comfort her, Arielle felt concerned by their generous offers.
“It’s all right. I have my own money. Once I am done cleaning up my new home, I’ll invite the two of you
over for dinner! I’ve been improving my cooking skills lately,” Arielle replied and handed the cards back
to them.
Seeing Arielle’s look of reluctance, they decided to keep their cards.
Coincidentally, Donovan walked past the trio. His mood darkened when he noticed the ATM cards in
their grasps. “Arielle, follow me to my office this instant!” he snapped.
Henry gave her a sympathetic look before he returned to his seat.
On the other hand, Jared glared at Donovan stonily. If Harvey was here, Donovan would be long gone.
After a few minutes, Arielle arrived at Donovan’s office.
She assumed that Donovan would berate her for using her phone in class. Much to her surprise, he
didn’t mention it at all. “I heard that you were kicked out of your house. Here, you should apply for a
student loan.”
Huh? Did I mishear him, or is the sun rising in the West?
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