NovelStartIf only she knew how much Susanne valued grades, she would have worked harder, gotten rid of all distractions, and focused on
her studies.
If I gave it my all in my studies, | would not lose to Arielle!
Wendy felt regretful and troubled.
On the other hand, Cecilia had calmed down.
She could not find any other explanation after Susanne’s harsh reaction.
Taking a deep breath, she decided not to mention Arielle anymore. “Susanne, this tWendy did not perform her best. However,
she still managed to make it into Maxwell University’s early entrance examination. On top of that, Wendy said many good things
about Vin during the project at Horington.”
She purposely brought up Horington to remind Susanne that Wendy's results this twere not any more important than the help
she offered to Vinson.
While Cecilia meant for it to be a reminder, Susanne took it as a threat.
The threat was real.
Frustrated, Susanne gritted her teeth. Looking at Cecilia, who seemed like she was smiling, Susanne could not help but mutter,
“It's okay if she did not do well.”
Instantly, Cecilia felt a wave of relief washing over her. She shot Wendy a look to get her to respond.
Taking the hint, Wendy quickly replied, “Mrs. Nightshire, | promise you that | will make it into Maxwell University!”
Susanne nodded before she glanced at Arielle.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe felt hesitant as she did not know what to say to her.
After a moment of silence, Arielle said, “Mrs. Nightshire, if you don’t mind, you can head to the flea market to have sof the
ravioli | make. | spent the entire night making them and planned to sell them today.”
“Sure,” Susanne blurted.
She did not even realize how relieved she felt when Arielle took the initiative to make conversation with her first.
It was as though the gap between them was slowly disappearing
Meanwhile, Cecilia panicked when she heard Susanne agreeing to Arielle’s invitation. She hurriedly fussed, “Susanne, we made a
lot of cookies. If you aren‘t with us, I'm afraid there is not enough time.”
With a chuckle, Arielle said, “Mrs. Greene, | am not forcing her to go over. It was only an invitation. If you have spare time, you can
go over to try it too. | am
confident of my culinary skills, so | think you would like it too.”
With a contemptuous look on her face, Cecilia taunted, “You know how to make ravioli? Wendy is clueless about it. | gave her the
best education when she was growing up, so she knows how to cook too. However, her teachers were Michelin chefs, so she never
learned to make something as simple as ravioli.”
The smile on Arielle’s face slid off. No longer bothered about Cecilia, she turned to Susanne. “Mrs. Nightshire, we shall head out for
the preparation now. We will welcyou to clater.”
Then, she tugged on Trisha‘s hand and headed for the stairway.
At that moment, a low and husky voice sounded. “Everyone, don’t leave school so quickly. | have an announcement.
It was Donovan's voice.
Without a choice, Arielle stopped in her tracks and turned to look at Donovan.
She coincidentally met Donovan's icy cold gaze, and she narrowed her eyes, had a bad premonition.
Then, Donovan continued, “I have heard your conversation earlier. As for Arielle’s grades, it is pending finalization. Therefore, we
shall confirm the top five positions only tonight.”
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