Obsessed CEO Throws Himself At Me Chapter 935
The school bell rang for themencement of ss in short order.
As all the morning sses scheduled were taught by the characteristically punctual Donovan, his
continued absence had the ss‘ students in a state of ardent spection.
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“It‘s already a dozen minutes past, so what‘s up with Mr. Baxter? There’s no reason why he should be
thiste, even if he‘s a newly–wed.”
“I don‘t think he’d take it that far, surely? Could he be on medical leave?”
They had no idea that Donovan was not actuallyte at all. Rather, he was at the lead of a
collective of lecturers who had stormed up to Marcus‘ office.
“Mr. Brown!” said Donovan the moment he pushed through the doors. “There‘s a problem with the
grades for this round of exams. Hence, I would like for your help in pulling up the
ss‘ surveince footage so that we mayunch an investigation into it!”
Marcus got himself quite a fright and adjusted his hyperopic sses
before he stood up on his feet. “What‘s going on, Mr. Baxter? Hmm? What brought
all of you here as well, Professor Sleight? What‘s wrong with the results???
“Mr. Brown.” Arthur
took a step forward and regarded him quite grimly. “There‘s absolutely nothing wrong with
the results, but Mr. Baxter insisted that there was
and demanded that wee to see you.”
That left Marcus even more confounded, but he responded rather cheerfully, “Let‘s not get too
worked up here. Why don’t I make us some tea so that we may talk this over calmly.”
“I don‘t take tea,” Donovan replied humorlessly. “Surely you must know what‘s at stake for this round
of examinations, Mr. Brown. We cannot afford to have things go awry here, especially not with acts
of cheating!”
“Cheating?” The stunned Marcus then began to inquire of Arthur in earnest. “You‘re the more level–
headed one here, Professor Sleight. Why don’t you exin the situation to me.”
Arthur met Donovan’s cold eyes with his own frosty gaze before he turned his attention back to Marcus.
“It‘s like this, Mr. Brown. The issue isn‘t with
the results, but with this one particr student doing exceptionally well. Mr.
Baxter took exception with her scoring full marks for the four main sses and insisted that she
cheated. Hence, he ispelling all of us here to have you look into the surveince footage.”
“W–What? Full marks?” Marcus‘ eyes widened. Scarcely believing what he heard, he even thought
he ought to have his ears checked, being this close to the age of retirement and all.
“You’ve heard it right. Full scores for four sses,”
Arthur affirmed with a nod and seemingly with a little pride attached.
Never mind that Donovan did not feel honored at having such a brilliant student hail from his own ss,
Arthur could not fathom how
the former would venture to think that his own student‘s aplishment was achieved through fraud.
As these papers were authored between themselves, there were no solutions to them avable online.
The only set of answers avable had been locked away in the safety deposit
box, where no one could possibly have ess.
On the other end, a visibly shaken Marcus asked, “Who? Who was it who aced the four sses?”
“It‘s Arielle Moore,” Arthur said while he regarded Marcus. “As you‘re the one who brought her in yourse
I assume that you should remember her well? She even helped us with the
trantion of Maxwell University‘s lesson n on one asion.”
“I remember her. I most certainly do!” Marcus‘ eyes lit up while he repeatedly nodded in the affirmative.
“Mr. Brown!” Donovan twitched his lips. His inflection elevated a notch as he conveyed a solemn caution
able to understand if it had been Wendy, the most consistently
excellent student in our ss. But Arielle? Impossible!”
“Donovan!” Arthur retorted in displeasure, “You really seem to have it in for Arielle. I always thought she
trante Maxwell University‘s lesson n for advanced mathematics, she managed to do so quickly and