Arielle stood out from the rest who kept their head low since she was the only one who didn’t.
Donovan noticed her instantly and gave her a stony look.
Arielle reciprocated with a stern glance that shook him slightly. Her stare was so hostile that it sent shivers down his spine.
The way those eyes pierced through him felt familiar. He’d experienced something similar when a high-octane professor from overseas was in a rage. It was apparent that Arielle’s stare was so much more intimidating that he lost his train of thoughts.
“Mr. Baxter, why isn’t someone like you, who received the best education in the nation, doing something more constructive?” Jared asked languorously.
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