Chapter 737
Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
As soon as Jared finished speaking, everyone in the classroom came to a realization.
So that was what happened!
Moments later, they started to reprimand Wendy.
âIs she not ashamed?â
âThatâs right! If the police didnât find out that they were pretending to have a concussion, wouldnât Arielle be the one to be arrested? How dare she say that itâs not a big deal.â
âDoesnât she feel embarrassed?â
The color drained from Wendyâs face when more and more people began to speak out for Arielle.
Finally, she could not stand it anymore and ran out of the classroom with reddened eyes.
Why is everyone scolding me when Iâm helping the two girls? Even if Arielle isnât at fault, what did I do wrong? I was just being kind!
Wendy clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palm. Her hatred toward Arielle had grown more intense.
At that moment, she felt a hand on her shoulder.
Shortly afterward, Donovanâs voice sounded from behind her. âWendy, the class is about to start. Why are you sitting here crying? What happened?â
Turning her head, she saw his face, and the tears trickled down her face instantly.
âMr. Baxter, was I really at fault?â
Confused, he quickly asked, âWhat happened?â
She replied vaguely, âTwo students from our class had a little misunderstanding with Arielle, and she called the police to arrest them. I was worried that it would have a bad influence on the universityâs image if things got serious, so I spoke out for them. As a result, everyone in the class, including Arielle, began to reprimand me. Mr. Baxter, donât you think I speak out for them?â
As soon as he heard her words, he was seething with anger.
Arielle! Itâs Arielle again! Does she think she can do whatever she wants with Vinsonâs support? Does she think that Iâm dead?
Taking a glance at Wendy, he comforted, âYou didnât do anything wrong. Donât doubt yourself because of what they said. Wait here. Iâll go and take a look.â
In response, Wendy choked and nodded.
Looking at Donovanâs figure, she felt impatient and could not help but follow him.
The moment he walked into the classroom, the two girls were being dragged out by the police.
âWait!â Immediately, he strode forward and stopped the police. âIâm their homeroom teacher. Itâs just a small dispute between students. Thereâs no need to arrest them as we can settle this privately.â
Just as he finished speaking, the police looked at him peculiarly, making him feel awkward.
Doubtful, he questioned, âWhatâs the matter? Canât they settle the matter privately if theyâre willing to do that?â
At that, he glared at Arielle and uttered, âDo you really need to call the police for such a small matter?
Donât you know that if you do this, youâll ruin their lives?â
Arielle responded flatly, âIâm not the one to decide that.â
In an instant, he inquired displeasedly, âWhat do you mean?â
At that moment, all the students in the class explained the situation to him.
âMr. Baxter, they lied that Arielle had hurt them badly. If they were successful, she would be jailed for a few years.â
âThatâs right, Mr. Baxter. It was obvious that they provoked Arielle first. Arielleâs brother couldnât stand it and pushed them gently, but they said they had a concussion and called the police to arrest Arielle.â
âItâs not Arielle who wants to arrest them. Sheâs just defending her legal rights.â