A Beauty With Multiple Masks

When Arielle looked at the papers Donovan handed her, she confirmed it was an application form for student loans. She couldn’t help but stare at it in disbelief.

If it weren’t for the fact that they were indoors, she would have looked at the sky to spot the Sun’s location.

“What are you daydreaming about? Fill it in now, and I’ll send it to Mr. Brown.” Donovan frowned as he urged her.

Seeing the impatience on Donovan’s face, Arielle realized that he wasn’t trying to mock her or chastise her for using her phone. He genuinely wanted to help.

What happened to him? Maybe he isn’t as bad as I pictured him to be? Maybe, I was too harsh on him. After all, he’s a man who is virtuous and driven by morality. He must have disliked me because he assumed that I got into the university with connections. Despite his hatred toward me, he’s willing to put it aside and offer a helping hand. It looks like Maxwell University still maintained its standards. However, is he being genuine?

There were countless questions floating around Arielle’s mind.

Seeing how Arielle did not respond, Donovan picked up the application form and waved it in front of her face. “Arielle, I’m talking to you. Did you not hear me?”

out of her daze. She glanced at the paper in Donovan’s grasp. After a brief moment of hesitation, she shook her head to deny it. “Mr. Baxter, thank you for your generous offer,

grudges, she expressed her gratitude to Donovan for

left

suspiciously. “Don’t you mean

in astonishment. “Mr.

your own hard work. Must you swindle the money of other men? After getting kicked out of your home, do you plan on becoming a mistress by leeching on

when she heard Donovan’s

took their money!” she retorted

money is what you are truly after. I guess his family can afford to take in a disowned daughter like you. As your professor, let me give you a piece

crude words to sully me. I will never become