Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 409

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me Chapter 409

It was a blank piece of paper.

Arielle put the paper back on the podium and went back to her seat.

Donovan was befuddled.

He remembered clearly that that was the paper with the star. Did he make a mistake?

He didn't want his elites to waste time on the talent show, and that was why he tried to set Arielle up since she wasn't interested in learning. Unfortunately, it was a blunder. Ugh. Guess she's lucky, Donovan thought to himself.

After Arielle, a chubby girl walked up to the podium and, with her trembling hands, drew her destiny.

She unfolded the piece of paper, and the star that came into her sight made her blood run cold.

W-What? Me? The odds of getting the star...

This young lady was painfully shy. Talking to a stranger would easily make her blush, what more performing in front of hundreds? She'd die of the embarrassment.

"M-Mr. B-B-Baxter, can someone p-perform in my stead? I really h-have zero talent." She managed to muster some courage to say that.

"As long as someone is willing to," Donovan coldly

responded.

She froze. And who's gonna do that? We're all scared of performing!

She had no choice but to accept her fate with bloodshot eyes.

Donovan showed no sympathy and started flipping through his lecture papers. "Right, everything's set for the freshman party. So the two of you, hand me a brief about your performances by tomorrow noon. I need to show them to the committee. Moving on, we're going to work on Ustranasion. Do give me your full attention and take notes as I've included some exam questions from Maxwell University." Including Arielle, everyone opened their books.

For someone who grew up overseas, these textbooks were like children's books, and that completely doused

Arielle's enthusiasm. She mimicked Henry and Jared by catching forty winks.

Seeing them affixing their cheeks to the desks with their eyes tightly shut, Donovan could only knit his brows and shake his head.

With this kind of attitude, it'd be a miracle for them to last more than a month here. Maybe it's a blessing since they're the thorns among my roses.

He let them be and continued, "You have to memorize these root verbs..."

During class, Wendy peeked at Arielle only to replace her sleeping. She stared at the latter with total contempt.

I heard that if she failed to get into the top twenty in a month, she'd have to pack her bags. I'm so going to see that happen!

She then turned back and focused on the lesson.

There was one thing different about Jadeborough University. All freshmen, sophomores, and juniors were required to attend morning and evening self-study sessions.

These sessions were generally pretty relaxed. All the students had to do was some revision and perhaps prepare for upcoming lessons, all at their own pace. However, for the preparatory class, self-study sessions were lectures.

Donovan had been giving lectures the whole evening, and it was starting to take a toll on his throat.

Ring! The bell finally rang, causing him to let out a sigh of relief. He realized that there was no way for him to sail through the term all by himself. He needed help from other lecturers, at least for a few classes, while he focused on advanced mathematics and other major subjects.

Jadeborough University prided itself on advanced mathematics and was more lenient on other subjects.

Donovan took a sip of water and wrapped the lesson up.

"We're done for the day. Go through your lesson notes again and if you come across anything that needs more clarification, text me anytime. Here's my number."

He wrote down his number on the board, and by the time he finished writing and turned around, the three students who were sleeping were already gone.