Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 892

Chapter 892

The text message only read: I'm going for a BBQ with Trisha. Please don't follow us.

Did Arielle just abandon me?

Vinson stared at the text for a full minute before raising his head to peer at the top management fanned out before him.

"If you guys do not get this done, don't expect to get off work any time soon." He looked at Rayson, who was looking bewildered and said, "Especially you, Rayson. I'm going to cut your year-end bonus this year."

Rayson was thunderstruck.

Meanwhile, Wendy went looking for Donovan right after leaving the classroom.

"What do you mean she's seen the paper?" Donovan raised a brow and rebutted Wendy's idea right away. "No, that's impossible."

Surprised, Wendy asked, "Why is that impossible??

Donovan looked at her and said, "As this exam result is a prerequisite for the admission quota of Maxwell University, the paper is kept in a safe after all teachers have set up the questions. All teachers take turns to guard the safe around the clock. Besides, only I have the password to the safe."

"Could it be that Arielle had broken into the safe when the teacher on duty was away?"

"No, that's impossible too," Donovan said adamantly. "The safe was sealed after the paper was placed inside. There surely would be traces of a break-in if anyone attempted to steal the paper. Besides, upon inspection, the seal was in perfect condition when we took the paper out of the safe. So, it's impossible that someone had gotten their hands on the paper."

Even though Donovan was not fond of Arielle and even repulsed by her, he was certain that she would not have access to the paper that was heavily guarded.

If Arielle had access to the question paper, his authority would surely be questioned and doubted.

However, Wendy still could not believe that Arielle had never seen the paper.

So, the only way that she knew quantum mechanics was going to be tested was because she had accurately predicted the exam question.

Wendy still found the idea absurd since accurately predicting questions was an arduous task for a student.

Just who is this Arielle? Why does she seem to excel in everything she does?

Wendy then recalled Arielle's smug manners and grimaced in response.

"All right." Donovan noticed her expression and tried to soothe her. "You're finally done with your exams. Quit worrying over it. Don't slouch for the weekend, though.

I'll send you two sets of Maxwell University past-year questions. Solve them all and be prepared for your admission exam."

Wendy bit her lower lip and nodded her head.

Since her plan to discredit Arielle failed, Wendy knew her only way out for successful admission to Maxwell University was only good old hard work.

Either way, she was certain that Arielle, who had missed out on taking one of the subjects, would certainly not be able to surpass her results.

Wendy was plagued with regret for her foolhardiness after walking out of Donovan's office.

I should have learned my lessons and kept this to myself.

Meanwhile, at a barbecue restaurant, even though Trisha had managed to get a reservation at the BBQ place, she had failed to secure a private booth. Hence, the two of them could only occupy a table in the crowded common area.

"Excuse me..." Trisha held the drink in her hand and said in a dejected manner, "I really fail at everything I do. Sorry for dragging you down with me."

Arielle merely smiled and said, "Ah, nonsense. It's impossible for Wendy to discredit me. Maybe she's even regretting busting me out at the classroom right now. And hey, it's better to have a barbecue at a bustling

place, isn't it?"

Trisha managed a weak smile and vowed to never do anything that would burden Arielle anymore.

Right then, someone spoke up right behind Arielle.