Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 1127

Chapter 1127 Wendy Losing It

"I was about to tell you about it." The look on the invigilator's face turned solemn as he enunciated, "You've been disqualified from the exam due to certain things you've done."

The puzzlement in his eyes could not be concealed. She looks like a nice girl. What happened that caused the university to disqualify her and ban her from being admitted to the university for life? "W-What?" That revelation made Wendy's blood run cold as she widened her eyes.

I've been disqualified? No, this can't be! This can't be real! Donovan told me that I would never be disqualified. He told me not to leave my dorm and prepare for the exams.

In the next second, she balled her fists and yelled, "You must have made a mistake! How can I be disqualified from the exams?"

As she was agitated, her voice turned hoarse, making her sound like a banshee.

The invigilator frowned. "The university is at fault for not informing you to leave the campus in time. Now, on behalf of the office of academic affairs, I'm notifying you to pack up your things and leave the campus. Please do so in an hour. Otherwise, we'll have to remove you from the university grounds forcibly. However, I'm afraid it'll not put you in a good light if we have to resort to that."

By then, nothing he said was entering her mind. Like a broken mixtape, she kept muttering again and again about how everything was impossible.

When the invigilator realized that Wendy seemed to be losing control of her emotions, he called for the guards, fearing that she would disrupt the other students. Then, he ordered the guards to lead her to her room and make her pack up.

Just as Wendy was dragged out of the room, Arielle and the others walked by.

The moment their eyes met, and before Arielle realized what was going on, the former lunged toward her.

Instantly, Wendy's hands aimed for Arielle's face.

Arielle instinctively tried to cover her face. Fortunately, Jared was faster than her as he stepped forward to shield her.

In the next second, he hissed in pain.

Bloody scratches had appeared on his neck.

"Jared!" Arielle pulled Jared away from Wendy's grasp. At that moment, the guards finally returned to their senses, and they instantly grabbed Wendy's arms and pinned her against the floor.

"Let go of me! Let go of me! Arielle Moore, you b*tch! This is all your doing. You're so adamant about stopping me from entering Maxwell University! Are you afraid that I might pose a threat to you? Is that why you're doing this?"

Wendy's eyes were bloodshot as she struggled vigorously. Her appearance resembled that of a vengeful ghost.

Arielle merely furrowed her brows and ignored Wendy. She was more concerned about Jared's injuries.

"Let me see," she said as she pried Jared's hands away. It was then she saw the bloody scratches on his neck and collarbones.

Although the wounds were not deep, he was at risk of infection if they did not treat them in time. After all, humans' nails contained quite a lot of bacteria.

Hence, Arielle took out the medical kit, which she always carried along, and began treating his wound.

Meanwhile, Trisha was tearing up from worry. "Sannie, are his injuries severe?"

Arielle shook her head calmly. "It's nothing serious. Don't worry."

After nodding at her in relief, Trisha turned to glare at Wendy.

On the other hand, Jared was unfazed by the injuries. I'm a man, so such an injury isn't a big deal. It's as serious as an ant's bite.

He then asked Arielle, "Boss, are you fine?"

"I'm fine," Arielle said as she finished the last part of the treatment.

As she stood up, she spotted the invigilator running toward them and said, "This woman has assaulted us for no reason. Please have the university deal with this matter seriously."