A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Donovan was so excited he could hardly contain himself.

While he tried to hide the smile on his face, he said seriously, “Arielle, I don’t want to embarrass you, so we’ll resolve this matter privately. Now, apologize to me and Mr. Brown. When you return to school tomorrow, you can ask the other teachers to see who’s willing to take you into their class.”

With that, he stood still as he waited for Arielle’s apology.

Yet, the latter chuckled loudly.

She lifted her head and questioned, “Mr. Baxter, what if I wasn’t lying? Are you going to apologize to me and then see which class would accept you as their teacher?”

Donovan’s face darkened upon hearing that. He yelled furiously, “Arielle! Are you still being unrepentant and as stubborn as a mule even now?”.

Turning to Marcus, he said, “Mr. Brown, look at her. You brought her into my class, so I’ll leave her to you now!”

Marcus cleared his throat. He was at a loss. Just who’s telling the truth here?

for coming. You brought the bouquet for my sister, right? Let me take you to the

pay your respects.”

Arielle turned around and headed to

veins were bulging from

a bad

grabbed Marcus as he stated, “Mr. Brown, the truth has been revealed. Don’t continue to be

wrinkled his nose

her! Since we’re here,

Donovan’s hand from his arm, Marcus then went after

no choice but to follow them. I don’t believe that there’s a funeral here. She looked so guilty just now. Also,

walking around. There was a circle of wreaths

a funeral portrait right

black urn. Donovan could only stare at the white flower placed on

urn.