A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Just as Donovan was in the middle of encouraging himself, Selena's voice came from the room.

"Donovan Baxter."

At the sound of his name, his heart began to race.

He proceeded to take two more deep breaths to force himself to calm down, but it was not easy to shake off the worry.

When Donovan pushed the door open, even his hand was trembling.

Calm down, Donovan.

Calm down.

This is your last chance.

If you don't pass this time, you won't get another opportunity to graduate from Maxwell University.

His mind finally felt more at ease after he balled his fists as tight as possible.

Steeling himself, he entered and greeted the panel, "Good morning, I'm Donovan Baxter."

"All right, let's start," came Selena’'s voice.

It was then Donovan straightened up and looked to his front.

five people

middle, and beside

young woman's unforgettably beautiful face was right in front

really her! Despite the smile hovering on Arielle's lips, the look in her eyes

as if she was laughing at him

was almost as if

someone detonated a bomb in his brain, Donovan's mind went

the one who detonated that

destroyed all the mental preparations he had made in his heart, making the hairs on the back of his

was so pale that it seemed like he could pass

Arielle in the room, but his

when he saw Arielle right in front of him did he finally realize

do? What should I do? Donovan's body was wracked with shudders, and the copies

Selena saw his behavior, she

"Mr.Baxter?"

to his senses

the students could be, Serena

of your

"Okay."

bullet, Donovan walked

between him and them was only two meters, but it felt as if he

the thesis to them, his heart was

only pray that Arielle would not see his thesis or that