Chapter 981 Unfit As A Teacher
“I've done what you asked,” Arielle protested with a hesitant gaze at him. “What else do you want from me? To solve another
question?”
“Not at all!” Marcus and Arthur hurriedly waved their hands, denying it.
Marcus explained, “Arielle, | would like you to know that throughout this ordeal, |, Professor Sleight, and the rest of the staff had
never once doubted your talent. Mr. Baxter was the only one to have any suspicions toward you.”
Arthur nodded eagerly. “Mr. Brown is right. As per our agreement with Mr. Baxter, he has promised to publicly apologize to you if
you were able to solve his three questions. It is tthat he takes responsibility for what he has done, including the incident with
Kelsea. Furthermore—"
“No need for all of that,” Arielle cut him off with an airy wave of her hand. “I don’t care about it anyway.”
What good would an apology do me? There are many things that apologies cannot make up for. Since I'm not going to give him my
forgiveness, I'm not going to stand up here and listen to Donovan another second longer.
Arielle’s indifference incensed Donovan's anger.
“What do you mean by that? Are you looking down on me?” he said furiously.
Arielle glanced up to meet Donovan's eyes with disdain. “How would | look down on you if | had never even deigned to notice
you?”
Donovan scowled.
Despite being spared the humiliation of having to publicly apologize, her indifferent attitude toward him somehow hurt even more.
This feels like a harder slap to the face than when she successfully solved my three questions.
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Marcus nodded, not wishing to make things any more uncomfortable for Arielle. As soon as she resumed her seat, the principal
strode over to snatch Donovan's microphone. “If Arielle would not hear a word out of your mouth, | suppose | would have to speak
on your behalf.”
“Mr. Brown, |...” Donovan started, though he could not think of anything to say.
How could | explain the fact that | would rather apologize than have the girl look atwith such disdain? If | did, how am | going
to explain myself? Tell him that | have a crush on a student whom | despise the most? If this gets out, I'll be ruined.
Finding his patience for Donovan wearing thin, Marcus raised the microphone once more. “Allowto make a minor correction to
what Mr. Baxter said earlier. Letmake it clear that Jadeborough University did not share in Mr. Baxter's suspicions despite his
overwhelming temerity. He and he alone were deluded into pursuing the matter of having a public interrogation of one of our
brightest students.”
At that, comprehension dawned on the faces of the students of the preparatory class as though it was the most obvious thing in
the world.
It was common knowledge within the preparatory class that Donovan disliked Arielle.
“Hasn't Mr. Baxter gone too far for doing this? The questions he posed were so difficult as if he had done it on purpose to stump
Boss. In the event of her failure to solve the questions, that would unfairly incriminate her as a cheater.”
“The punishment for cheating in an examination is termination from the university. Why does Mr. Baxter hate Arielle to such an
extent for him to resort to something as drastic as this?”
“Cto think of it, Mr. Baxter's actions are awfully unethical. He's unfit to be a teacher.”
As the students of the preparatory class were seated in the first row, Donovan heard every word.
Overwhelmed by the feeling of shweighing down on him, he gazed around wildly for a place to hide, but to no avail. As a
result, he was forced to remain where he was to endure the repercussions.
Tonight was supposed to be an enjoyable one where | prove that Arielle is a cheater in front of the whole school! However, every
additional second on this stage now feels like deeper and deeper shame.
Little did he know that the worst was yet to come.
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