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.

were five people

in the middle, and

young woman's unforgettably beautiful face

lips, the

was laughing at him

fact, it was almost as

bomb in his brain, Donovan's

the one

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

like he

possibility of meeting Arielle in the room,

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

I do? Donovan's body was wracked with shudders, and the copies of his thesis fell to the ground with

behavior, she

"Mr.Baxter?"

that, Donovan snapped back to his senses and quickly

nervous the students could be, Serena

a copy of your thesis and introduce your

"Okay."

the bullet, Donovan walked

meters, but it felt as if he had

thesis to them,

not see his thesis or that she would not realize the examples in it were