His Versatile Gorgeous Wife (PDF) novel Chapter 447

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 447

Perplexed, Arielle did not understand the reason behind Wendy’s dirty look. She decided to just ignore Wendy and wait for Trisha.

Trisha blushed furiously as she gulped and stuttered, “Arielle, c-can I really make it?”

Arielle smiled and said, “Of course. I’ll let them know that it’s not necessary for you to show up on stage. You could just stay behind the curtains and draw.”

Trisha heaved a sigh of relief after listening to Arielle before thanking her, “Thank you so much, Arielle…”

“You’re most welcome.” Arielle’s smile was a great reassurance to Trisha.

Right then, Wendy stepped forward and said mockingly, “You’re quite adept at winning over people’s hearts, huh? I see that you’re able to charm both men and women alike. I gotta say I’m impressed.”

With half a smile, Arielle rebutted, “I know, right? My charisma knows no bounds. I could open a class and teach you my secrets if you’d like.”

Wendy was infuriated by Arielle’s deliberate provocation and spat, “You b*tch!”

Christopher stepped forward when Arielle was about to rebuke her. “Wendy, if I hear you cursing out loud again, I’m going to demerit you. You best keep in mind that 12 demerit marks will earn you a punishment.”

Wendy did not understand why Christopher was siding with Arielle as she grew even more frustrated. This further cemented her impression that Arielle was a seductress who would get it on with just anybody.

“Let’s go,” Arielle said, “or else we’re going to miss the rehearsal.”

She knew she did not need a rehearsal to perform well, but Trisha needed one.

Christopher nodded at Arielle and paid no heed to Wendy again as he led them toward the hall.

Despite feeling frustrated, there was nothing Wendy could do except catch up to them.

With Christopher backing Arielle up, Wendy did not dare to scold Arielle anymore.

What will Susanne think of me if I received a punishment?

How could she pretend like she’s the best student ever in front of Mr. Baxter, and then turn around to sell him out like that? I wonder what will Mr. Baxter think if he knew about this?

Nonetheless, Arielle said nothing as she led Trisha to take a seat.

Trisha could not help but complain, “Arielle, how could Wendy say that? Mr. Baxter treats her so well… and yet

she blamed everything on him.”

Arielle merely shrugged and said, “I don’t know, really. Since we’re late, there are fewer students around. I think you can really relax and just do your best. Have you asked them to prepare everything needed for your sand painting?”

Trisha nodded. “My dad said he will ask his friend to send it over. I think he will be here soon.”

Right after she was done, Trisha’s eyes glinted as she pointed at the entrance of the hall and said, “My dad’s friend is here!”

Arielle turned around and noticed the signature shiny bald head of the principal, Marcus Brown