Rather than break my back trying to mentor a simpleton like Wendy to obtain a spot in Maxwell, wouldn’t it be much easier to have a genius like Arielle do it all on her own? Since there’s no more chance to be romantically involved with her, she would serve me better as a tool to guarantee my graduation.
Confident that his sudden inspiration would begin to turn the tides of his predicament, Donovan felt a weight lifted off his chest.
With the microphone in his hand, he gazed steadily at Arielle. “I would like to offer my sincere apology to you, Arielle. I am sorry for my past misconduct, though I, too, have been unaware of the matter before. Let’s put this behind us, shall we?”
Arielle merely dug her fingers into her ears with a look of disgust.
The gesture was not lost upon Donovan. With a supreme effort to compose himself by fixating on Arielle’s potential to salvage his career, he spoke once more.
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