Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me, Chapter 819

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me, Chapter 819

All of a sudden, one of the students mentioned an incident. “Isn‘t her name Wendy? Do you remember when someone live–streamed Arielle‘s translation of the lesson plan on the forum?”

“Yeah. What about it?”

“The person who started the stream was hoping that Arielle would fail. When Arielle succeeded, the person shut off the stream in a heartbeat. Later, it was revealed that the person was none other than Wendy!”

“Oh my. Wendy must not know that Arielle received Mr. Brown‘s permission. She must have contacted Mr. Brown because she wanted to hurt Arielle!”

“Oh my God, women are terrifying creatures indeed.”

“What do you mean? Most of the female students here aren‘t like her. She‘s the only exception. She‘s just jealous of Arielle‘s capabilities. Back in the freshman party, didn‘t Arielle crush Wendy with her astounding piano skills?”

One by one, the students began to gossip about Wendy, not seeming to care that she was right beside them.

The students who tried to defend Wendy earlier expressed their regrets,

“I can‘t believe Wendy fooled me. It looks like I‘ll have to get a new pair of glasses to improve my eyesight.”

“Me too, I must have been blind to defend her!”

As the students continued to bad mouth her, Wendy was so embarrassed that she clenched her fists. Utterly overwhelmed with humiliation, she didn‘t even notice that her nails had dug into the flesh of her palms.

Wendy realized that she could never recover from such a public humiliation. It looks like I’m doomed.

“Mr. Brown.” Arielle rose to her feet and made her way in front of Marcus with a look of confusion painted across her face. “What on earth is happening?”

Arielle‘s question sent Wendy into a frenzy. “Stop pretending! You knew that I would call Mr. Brown here, right? That‘s why you devised a trap for me!” she yelled and brandished a threatening finger toward Arielle.

Arielle looked even more muddled than before. “Wendy, what are you talking about? How could I know that you‘d call Mr. Brown here?”

“You knew about it right from the very start. You cunning b*tch!”

Marcus was so livid that the veins across his forehead twitched. “Wendy, are you trying to get yourself expelled? How could you use such profanities against another student?” he thundered.

Everyone else was equally taken aback by Wendy‘s crude curse.

Stricken with anger and desperation, Wendy nearly burst into tears. “She was setting me up this entire time!”

“Enough!” Marcus bellowed. His yell scattered the onlooking students as they hurried out of the archive to avoid his wrath.

Once all the students left the archive, Marcus whirled around to glare at Wendy. “Wendy Greene, this first strike is only a warning. If something like this happens again, I will not hesitate to call your parents and get them to bring you home!”

Wendy‘s teeth sank into her bottom lip as fury blazed in her eyes. Though she could not accept Marcus‘ warning, she restrained herself from exploding in anger.

If I—Horington‘s top socialite, am expelled, I would become the laughing stock of Horington. My social status would plummet, and I‘d never recover from such a devastating embarrassment.

With that in mind, Wendy smothered her urge to hit Arielle and left.

Arielle looked at Wendy‘s retreating back with a dark gaze.

It was true that she had set Wendy up on purpose. Yet, Wendy played a part too. If Wendy didn‘t despise Arielle so much, Arielle‘s trap would have never succeeded.

Hopefully, Wendy has learned her lesson. I can‘t be bothered to deal with her anymore.

“Arielle.” Marcus‘ voice jerked Arielle back to reality.

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