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 her words to be

of excuses. Many had lied,

would I know you’re not lying? You can apply for leave, but you need to give me your

rolled through Arielle. It was her first time

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

get it from the

Arielle turned to leave.

“Arielle Moore!”

begging him. He felt

 

“Arielle!” he shouted again.

steps didn’t

slowly disappear at the stairs, he began panicking, and so he threatened, “If you dare

your parents

Arielle’s steps finally halted.

he was about to say something when he saw her head turn slowly, and there was solely coldness in those eyes of hers. He didn’t dare to meet

him a chance to speak, Arielle turned her head back and continued forward. This time her pace had quickened. Her back soon disappeared

was rooted in place in

by the look my

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