A Beauty With Multiple Masks

A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 508

Arielle didn’t expect the first words out of Donovan’s mouth to be so rude.

The respect she had for him was slowly reducing to dust.

Arielle frowned, wanting to explain but said nothing in the end.

A fight with that kind of person was merely a waste of time and energy.

She ignored his words as though he never said them in the first place and asked politely instead, upholding her upbringing. “Mr. Baxter, I want to apply for leave for a day tomorrow. Please approve.”

Donovan wrinkled his nose irritably while a flash of disappointment crossed his mind.

He scolded. “It has only been a few days since the term has started, and you’re applying for leave already. If you don’t want to study, then quit. There’s no need for you to use such tactics.”

Arielle retorted casually, “It’s not because I don’t want to study. Tomorrow is my sister’s funeral. Please approve my leave.”

Donovan was stunned for a short second then was embarrassed.

He hadn’t thought of that possibility.

I know

of excuses. Many had lied, saying their grandparents

lying? You can apply for leave, but you need to give me

It was her

to fight despite being angry. It was pointless to gain the

get it from the principal once

Arielle turned to leave.

“Arielle Moore!”

without begging him. He felt

“Arielle!” he shouted again.

steps

the stairs, he began panicking, and so he threatened, “If you dare to leave, I’ll bring the

your

Arielle’s steps finally halted.

was about to say something when he saw her head turn slowly, and there was solely coldness in those eyes of

turned her head back and continued forward.

rooted in place in shock for a few

the look my student gave