Marcus found himself nodding along in agreement as he listened.
Arielle entered their school at the behest of Vinson Nightshire, and what sort of man was he?
Apart from being the heir apparent to Nightshire Group, few people knew that the man was
an absolute genius who not only managed to get himself into
Maxwell University at the age of sixteen but also graduated ahead of schedule within the span of
two years.
Itâs Maxwell University weâre talking about here!
Over the years, no more than a hundred Chanaeans managed to be accepted and also attain a
graduation certificate from said school.
How could anyone who came at the strong recommendation of Vinson be of modest capability?
The laboratory building that Vinson could donate was not Marcusâ sole point of consideration. It
was also his own belief in Arielleâs exceptional potential that led him to his prompt consent.
However, Donovan was having none of it.
A translation could have been automated. As he was not present back then, how could he be certain if
Arielle could not have employed some unorthodox means by which to complete her translation?
The scoffing Donovan snorted, âRemarkable talents? At
cheating, more like! As her homeroom teacher, I should know best what sheâs capable of, so I daresay t
hat Arielle could never have attained these results purely on her own merit.â
That drew a frown from Marcus. âHow would you
like to handle this then? Shall we have Arielle summoned here for questioning in person?â
âThat wonât be necessary. Everything would become clear once we scrutinized the surveillance
footage,â Donovan replied with disdain. âSeeing how conniving she is, thereâs no guarantee that sheâd f
ess up even if we brought her in.â
Arthur did not much fancy what he heard.
âAs an educator, do you think this to be the appropriate sort of tone you should be adopting when spea
king about your students, Donovan? Personally, I do not believe that Arielle cheated to attain full marks,
but
granted, you shouldnât be describing your own student as conniving even if she did.â
âWhatâs wrong with that? Iâm merely calling a spade a spade.â
âDonovan Baxter, youâ¦â
Unable to contain himself, Marcus slammed his hands upon the desk. âThatâs enough!â
That took the two of them by surprise and left them with an awful expression on their faces as they held
Marcus closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths in an
effort to recollect himself before he continued, âThe results of this exam are critical as they would determ
for Maxwell University. Even though I am not in the belief that Arielle cheated to get the maximum possib
about it.â
âVery well,â Arthur nodded in agreement. âSince Mr. Baxter remained skeptical of the results, let us go as
âSo what?â Donovan regarded Arthur icily.
He genuinely could not understand Arthurâs overt protectiveness over Arielle. Could it be that the man, to
her looks?
Could not be bothered with Donovan, Arthur turned to Marcus instead. âIf we are
not able to find evidence of Arielleâs alleged fraud, I hope to have Mr. Baxter issue a public apology to he
âWhy should I?â spat Donovan. âWhy should I, a lecturer, make any apologies over a matter concerning
a Student?