A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Arielle stood out from the rest who kept their head low since she was the only one who didn’t.

Donovan noticed her instantly and gave her a stony look.

Arielle reciprocated with a stern glance that shook him slightly. Her stare was so hostile that it sent shivers down his spine.

The way those eyes pierced through him felt familiar. He’d experienced something similar when a high-octane professor from overseas was in a rage.

It was apparent that Arielle’s stare was so much more intimidating that he lost his train of thoughts.

“Mr. Baxter, why isn’t someone like you, who received the best education in the nation, doing something more constructive?” Jared asked languorously.

Donovan was vexed by the remarks. “How could you say something—”

made you think

chatty one, but this time he bombarded Donovan with a string

the class couldn’t hold it in anymore and stood up. “Mr. Baxter, this has nothing to do with Arielle. I thought she looked pretty and wanted a photo with her. If you’re talking about

to Arielle too. Since there was still some time before you

one, the students stood up and expressed

Baxter, aren’t you being

to do with

stood up for Arielle. Donovan was the crème de la crème in his industry and was highly sought after by prestigious schools

finally spoke. “Enough! This case is

on a second. Who are you to decide whether we should

the source and saw it

“What else