If only she knew how much Susanne valued grades, she would have worked harder, gotten rid of all dis
tractions, and focused on her studies.
If I gave it my all in my studies, I 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 Susanneâs harsh reaction.
Taking a deep breath, she decided not to mention Arielle anymore. âSusanne, this time Wendy did not p
erform her best. However, she still managed to make it into Maxwell Universityâs early entrance examin
ation. On top of that, Wendy said many good things about Vin during the project at Horington.â
She purposely brought up Horington to remind Susanne that Wendyâs results this time were not any mo
re 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, âItâs okay if she did
not do well.â
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, âMrs. Nightshire, I promise you that I will make
it into Maxwell University!â
Susanne nodded before she glanced at Arielle.
She felt hesitant as she did not know what to say to her.
After a moment of silence, Arielle said, âMrs. Nightshire, if you donât mind, you can head to the
flea market to have some of the ravioli I
make. I spent the entire night making them and planned to sell them today.â
âSure,â 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 Arielleâs invitation. She hurriedly fus
sed, âSusanne, we made a lot of cookies. If you arenât with us, Iâm afraid there is not enough time.â
With a chuckle, Arielle said, âMrs. Greene, I am not forcing her to go over. It was only an invitation. If yo
u have spare time, you can go over to try it too. I am
confident of my culinary skills, so I think you would like it too.â
With a contemptuous look on her face, Cecilia taunted, âYou know how to make ravioli? Wendy is cluele
she never learned to make something as simple as ravioli.â
The smile on Arielleâs face slid off. No longer bothered about Cecilia, she turned to Susanne. âMrs. Nigh
for the preparation now. We will welcome you to come later.â
Then, she tugged on Trishaâs hand and headed for the stairway.
At that moment, a low and
husky voice sounded. âEveryone, donât leave school so quickly. I have an announcement.
It was Donovanâs voice.
Without a choice, Arielle stopped in her tracks and turned to look at Donovan.
She coincidentally met Donovanâs icy cold gaze, and she narrowed her eyes, had a bad premonition.
Then, Donovan continued, âI have heard your conversation earlier. As for Arielleâs grades, it is pending f
the top five positions only tonight.â