Donovan was so excited he could hardly contain himself.
While he tried to hide the smile on his face, he said seriously, âArielle, I donât want to embarrass you,
so weâll 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 whoâs willing to take you into their class.â
With that, he stood still as he waited for Arielleâs apology.
Yet, the latter chuckled loudly.
She lifted her head and questioned, âMr. Baxter, what if I wasnât lying? Are you going to apologize to me
and then see which class would accept you as their teacher?â
Donovanâs face darkened upon hearing that. He yelled furiously, âArielle! Are you still being unrepentant
and as stubborn as a mule even now?â.
Turning to Marcus, he said, âMr. Brown, look at her. You brought her into my class, so Iâll leave her to you
now!â
Marcus cleared his throat. He was at a loss. Just whoâs telling the truth here?
Arielle raised an eyebrow when she said, âMr. Brown, thank you for coming. You brought the bouquet for
my sister, right? Let me take you to the backyard so you can pay your respects.â
After gesturing for Marcus to step forward, Arielle turned around and headed to the backyard.
Donovanâs veins were bulging from his forehead.
He suddenly had a bad feeling about it.
Donovan instinctively grabbed Marcus as he stated, âMr. Brown, the truth has been revealed. Donât
continue to be fooled by her.â
Marcus wrinkled his nose unhappily.
âWhat do you mean by that⦠Mr. Baxter, youâre being prejudiced against her! Since weâre here, letâs
investigate further on the matter. Letâs go with her.â
Prying Donovanâs hand from his arm, Marcus then went after Arielle.
Donovan had no choice but to follow them. I donât believe that thereâs a funeral here. She looked so
guilty just now. Also, thereâs not a single wreath around here. I even saw red paper cutouts above the
door when I came in just now!
In the backyard, many people were walking around. There was a circle of wreaths placed at the side.
Upon entering, Donovan saw some candlesticks and a funeral portrait right in the middle of the backyard.
In front of the portrait, there was a black urn. Donovan could only stare at the white flower placed on top
of the urn.
The guests were all wearing black as they took turns offering a white chrysanthemum to Shandieâs
portrait.
In Chanaea, white chrysanthemums signified grief.
At that moment, Donovan was dumbstruck.
He widened his eyes as he stared at the scene in disbelief. It really is a funeral! Theyâre having a funeral
here! Arielle didnât lie. One of her family members truly did pass away. Howâs that possible? How?
Donovan turned ghastly white, as if all the blood was drained out of his face.
Arielle came to a halt before she turned around to look at Donovan. She raised her eyebrow and asked,
âMr. Baxter, which class are you transferring to?â?
Although she looked calm, the words she uttered sounded particularly mocking.
Donovanâs face reddened in an instant. He could feel his ears and neck burning in embarrassment.