Chapter 1077


    Chapter 1077 Unrequited Love


    Arielle was surprised that the man knew her alias. She paused momentarily before answering, “Yes, I


    am.”


    The man’s voice was barely above a whisper, but Donovan caught the word “San” from where he


    stood.


    He felt his heart skip a beat. His mentor had once mentioned an alumnus who went by San, though she


    was more widely known as the Goddess of Study.


    It can’t be… Arielle can’t be San!


    A wave of fear crashed into Donovan. He felt like he was suffocating as if he were truly drowning and


    his lungs had been filled with water.


    Although his thesis defense was right around the corner, there was still a chunk missing from his


    dissertation.


    Before leaving for Maxwell University, his mentor had revealed that San would be visiting the campus.


    Donovan had nned to enlist the help of the outstanding alumni toplete his thesis.


    If Arielle really is San, who’s going to help me with my thesis? And how am I going to graduate from


    Maxwell University with an iplete thesis?


    Donovan’s mind went nk, his face turning a ghastly white.


    At this moment, he heard Wendyment in a snarky manner, “Arielle sure is an easy one. Look at


    her, flirting with a forty-year-old man.”


    Bewildered, Donovan whipped around to stare at her. “Why do you say that? The man doesn’t even


    seem to know her well.”


    “Doesn’t know her well?” Wendy snorted. “The old man just addressed her by her nickname!”


    “Nickname?”


    “That’s right. Arielle’s nickname is Sannie. I’ve heard Mr. Nightshire call her that, and that’s also what


    that man called her.”


    San… Sannie…


    A broad grin spread across Donovan’s face as tion reced worry.


    I knew it. There’s no way that Arielle is San. San is the Goddess of Study of Maxwell University—a


    being so incredible that I don’t even deserve to grovel at her feet. Arielle is just a pathetic Jadeborough


    University graduate. She is light-years away from reaching San’s level. Why did I even entertain the


    idea of Arielle being San?


    Donovan exhaled heavily as if he were physically expelling his worries from his body.


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    However, his glee turned into vexation in a split second.


    So she’ll ept this forty-year-old old fart but reject me?


    Donovan’s fingers curled into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.


    Wendy pursed her lips in distaste when she noticed his clenched fists.


    Does Mr. Baxter still have feelings for Arielle even after getting married? So it is true, after all—men


    can never let go of their unrequited love. Well, since Mr. Baxter is still so enamored with Arielle, I’ll be


    his wingman this once.


    Wendy still had the audio recording of Donovan fromst time. Once the exams are over, Mr. Baxter


    will be of no value to me. That’s when I’ll take action.


    Wendy refused to believe that Arielle could escape unscathed from all of her ploys.


    Meanwhile, Arielle was nodding in response to something the man had said. She introduced him to


    Trisha and Jared, “This is Mr. Vernon Curie from Maxwell University. He told me that the university has


    chartered a private jet for us, so let’s take that instead of flyingmercial.”


    Trisha’s eyes widened in astonishment.


    “M-Maxwell University?” she repeated, disbelief seeping through her voice.


    Jared, on the other hand, was as poised as ever. He thanked Vernon with a gracious smile and turned


    to tease Arielle, “You never told me that traveling with you came with such great perks, Boss!”


    “Let’s go,” Arielle beckoned them over, and the trio followed Vernon to a different boarding gate.


    Donovan snapped back to his senses when Arielle passed by him.


    Horror struck him when he realized that the man was not a random person hitting on Arielle, but a


    lecturer from Maxwell University who was here to escort her!