Arielle didn’t expect the first words out of Donovan’s mouth to be so rude. The respect she had for him was slowly reducing to dust.
Arielle frowned, wanting to explain but said nothing in the end. A fight with that kind of person was merely a waste of time and energy.
She ignored his words as though he never said them in the first place and asked politely instead, upholding her upbringing. “Mr. Baxter, I want to apply for leave for a day tomorrow. Please approve.”
Donovan wrinkled his nose irritably while a flash of disappointment crossed his mind.
He scolded. “It has only been a few days since the term has started, and you’re applying for leave already. If you don’t want to study, then quit. There’s no need for you to use such tactics.”
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