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Obsessed CEO Throws Himself atChapter 810

“No, Mr. Brown...” Donovan was in panic mode. He was well aware that he could not actually leave

Jadeborough University as that would ruin his teaching career.

Although he could nonetheless take his identity as a graduate student from Maxwell University’s Institute of Education to other

schools, the students from the preparatory class were the finest ones he had handpicked from all across the country himself. These

were the ones with the greatest potential of making it into Maxwell University.

Were he to head elsewhere, never mind the tconstraint, the quality of the students would definitely not be on par with those

he currently had.

At that moment, Donovan started to regret not exercising greater restraint by accepting Aaron just now.

He hastened to grab Marcus by the hand and did away with his own haughtiness from before. “I've realized the error of my ways,

Mr. Brown. I'll accept the addition of Aaron into my class, so please dont askto leave!”

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Sigh. The softhearted Marcus exhaled. “Wouldn't it have been great if you've just agreed to this right from the start?”

Seeing that Marcus had been persuaded, Donovan went on to express his profuse gratitude. “Thank you, Mr. Brown. I'll definitely

groom three students that are good enough for Maxwell University.”

Marcus acknowledged that with a nod. “Hopefully, you'll be able to deliver as you promised. The selection process for Maxwell

University will be commencing soon, so I'd like for you to set aside those personal grudges of yours and focus your attention on

guiding the students.”

“| certainly will!” affirmed Donovan.

“Oh, yeah. There's just one more thing.” Marcus then regarded Donovan intently. “Although I'm not sure of the reasons behind your

prejudice against Arielle, she’s a massive talent. That's why | hope you'll be able to treat her with greater impartiality.”

Donovan gritted his teeth and appeared to be compliant.

“Yes, Mr. Brown. | will.”

“Good. In that case, you should extend an open apology to Arielle at next week's assembly. No more excuses. You've been notably

absent the past two weeks, but don’t think that I've forgotten about this.”

There was an awful expression on Donovan's face, for he considered publicly apologizing to Arielle akin to a slap on his own face.

However, it seemed that he had no other choice under the current circumstances.

“I understand, Mr. Brown. I'll be sure to follow through on that.”

“All right then. Get it together. I'm going to head back first,” Marcus said. He patted Donovan on the back before turning to leave.

With his back turned, he failed to notice the humility and sincerity vanished from Donovan's face. In its place was an encompassing

gloominess.

He's askingto nurture Arielle?

There's no way I'll be able to transform a pile of rot into a work of art! She‘s unsalvageable!

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He was not going to expend any effort toward nurturing Arielle as he considered it to be a waste of his time

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Meanwhile, elsewhere.

The helicopter did not elude Arielle, who cast a chary eye briefly in the direction where it landed before she rescinded her gaze.

As the purpose of her returning that day was to look up information about the man in the sgroup photograph as her mother in

the archive, she was in no mood for distractions.

With her eyes to the fore, she began to make her way toward her destination.

That was when a masked man suddenly appeared with arms spread wide before her, obstructing her advancement. “Haha, I've

finally found you, Arielle!”

She got quite a fright and reflexively thrust out a fist that smacked the man squarely in the face.

When her blow connected, two other individuals sprung out from the bushes to the side. They then

rushed up and started to pummel the man.

As she looked closer, Arielle discovered that they were none other than Sasha and Blake.

“Stand back, Ms. Moore. Let us handle this.”

Sasha motioned for her to back off when in the next second, Blake let out a surprised yelp.

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