A Beauty With Multiple Masks
Chapter 820

A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 820

“Mr. Brown.” Arielle gave him an apologetic smile. “It looks like I‘ve caused you quite some trouble.”

“Not at all. Professor Sleight told me that we would have lost the rights to Maxwell University‘s lesson plan if you hadn‘t offered your assistance. I also caught wind about the freshman party. You‘ve done well to raise the school‘s reputation. Recently, there were quite a few famous pianists who wanted to seek your guidance. However, I declined their visits because I didn‘t want to distract you from your studies,” Marcus replied with a shake of his head.

Arielle nodded in acknowledgment. “Thank you. I truly don‘t have the time to spare.”

“About Wendy…” Marcus trailed off for a moment as a wistful look crossed his face. “Although I have a grasp of the situation, I hope that the two of you can still be good friends. Once you‘ve graduated, these petty fights will not matter. In the future, your friends will be useful connections.”

“Got it.” I can only hope that Wendy thinks the same way.

“That‘s great. I will try to speak some sense into Wendy too.” With a pat on Arielle‘s shoulder, Marcus excused himself. “Continue your search. I will be taking my leave first.”

It was almost time for dinner with his friends.

“Okay. Have a safe trip, Mr. Brown.”

Once Marcus left, Arielle returned to her original spot and continued to flip through the files.

According to her mother’s diaries, she was looking for a professor working at a specific time period. This way, I can narrow my search.

Arielle did a quick mental calculation in her head. Given my current speed, it will take me two days to finish all these files.

At the same time, a new post popped up in the school‘s forum.

The post‘s title was extremely eye–catching. It was titled: Wendy the nutcase, cursed at Arielle in front of the principal! Video attached below as proof!

In the blink of an eye, Arielle had become a viral star at Jadeborough University.

As soon as the post surfaced on the forum, everyone clicked on it. True to its title, they discovered a short video attached to the post.

The footage perfectly captured how Marcus had punished Wendy as the latter lost her temper and called Arielle a b*tch.

In no time, the post gained a lot of traction.

When Wendy was on a stroll to clear her head, she noticed countless fingers pointed in her direction.

“Look, isn‘t that Wendy? She must be the nutcase shown on the forum‘s post.”

“Oh my God, that‘s her! Quick, we should leave before she goes berserk. Seeing how crazy she is, she might attack us.”

Flabbergasted, Wendy stared at them. When she locked gazes with them, the two female students scurried off with their tails between their legs.

School forum? Nutcase? Are they blabbering about me?

Feeling uneased by their whispers, Wendy quickly went to the school‘s forum. Immediately, the infamous post appeared on the screen.

When she scrolled to look at the comments, Wendy realized that none of the post‘s comments were trying to defend her. Contrarily, they were all belittling her.

Has Wendy gone mad? Did you see her face? She looks absolutely terrifying!

She really is nothing but a nutcase. How is she still a student here? They should just expel her.

Not only is she crazy, but she‘s also a schemer who wants to bring others down.

As she read the comments, Wendy was so furious that she saw red.

As Horington‘s top socialite, she was always treated and

pampered with respect. The audacity of them to call me a nutcase!

Wendy‘s eyes reddened as tears streamed down her cheeks. But even amidst her sorrowful sobs, her teary eyes gleamed with unadulterated hatred.

This is all Arielle‘s fault!

With a clenched jaw, Wendy called Cecilia. “Mom, when will you be here?”