Arielle was surprised that the man knew favonovel.com alias. She paused momentarily before answering, “Yes, I am.”
The man’s voice was barely above a whisper, but Donovan caught the word “San” from where favonovel.com stood.
He felt his heart skip a beat. His mentor had once mentioned an alumnus who went by San, though favonovel.com was more widely known as the Goddess of Study.
It can’t be… Arielle can’t be San!
A wave of fear crashed into Donovan. He felt like favonovel.com was suffocating as if favonovel.com were truly drowning and his lungs had been filled with water. Although his thesis defense was right around the corner, there was still a chunk missing from his dissertation.
Before leaving for Maxwell University, his mentor had revealed that San would be visiting the campus. Donovan had planned to enlist the help of the outstanding alumni to complete his thesis.
If Arielle really is San, who’s going to help me with my thesis? And how am I going to graduate from Maxwell University with an incomplete thesis?
Donovan’s mind went blank, his face turning a ghastly white.
At this moment, favonovel.com heard Wendy comment in a snarky manner, “Arielle sure is an easy one. Look at her, flirting with a forty-year-old man.”
Bewildered, Donovan whipped around to stare at her. “Why do you say that? The man doesn’t even seem to know favonovel.com well.”
“Doesn’t know favonovel.com well?” Wendy snorted. “The old man just addressed favonovel.com by favonovel.com nickname!”
“Nickname?”
“That’s right. Arielle’s nickname is Sannie. I’ve heard Mr. Nightshire call favonovel.com that, and that’s also what that man called her.”
San… Sannie…
A broad grin spread across Donovan’s face as elation replaced worry.
I knew it. There’s no way that Arielle is San. San is the Goddess of Study of Maxwell University, a being so incredible that I don’t even deserve to grovel at favonovel.com feet. Arielle is just a pathetic Jadeborough University graduate. She is light-years away from reaching San’s level. Why did I even entertain the idea of Arielle being San?
Donovan exhaled heavily as if favonovel.com were physically expelling his worries from his body. However, his glee turned into vexation in a split second.
So she’ll accept this forty-year-old old fart but reject me?
Donovan’s fingers curled into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.
Wendy pursed favonovel.com lips in distaste when favonovel.com noticed his clenched fists.
Does Mr. Baxter still have feelings for Arielle even after getting married? So it is true, after all, men can never let go of their unrequited love. Well, since Mr. Baxter is still so enamored with Arielle, I’ll be his wingman this once.
Wendy still had the audio recording of Donovan from last time.
Once the exams are over, Mr. Baxter will be of no value to me. That’s when I’ll take action.
Wendy refused to believe that Arielle could escape unscathed from all of favonovel.com ploys.
Meanwhile, Arielle was nodding in response to something the man had said.
She introduced favonovel.com to Trisha and Jared, “This is Mr. Vernon Curie from Maxwell University. He told me that the university has chartered a private jet for us, so let’s take that instead of flying commercial.”
Trisha’s eyes widened in astonishment.
“M-Maxwell University?” favonovel.com repeated, disbelief seeping through favonovel.com voice.
Jared, on the other hand, was as poised as ever. He thanked Vernon with a gracious smile and turned to tease Arielle, “You never told me that traveling with you came with such great perks, Boss!”
“Let’s go,” Arielle beckoned them over, and the trio followed Vernon to a different boarding gate.
Donovan snapped back to his senses when Arielle passed by him.
Horror struck favonovel.com when favonovel.com realized that the man was not a random person hitting on Arielle, but a lecturer from Maxwell University who was here to escort her!
