Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire novel Chapter 719

Chapter 719

Thomas was still furious about Wendy’s incident.

“Honestly, I didn’t like her from the moment she started talking. As it turns out, I was a good judge of character. What’s funny is that the teachers in your school still think that she’s some kind of precious treasure they’ve attained to have recommended her to be my interpreter.”

Arielle only smiled in response.

Right then, Arielle noticed that Arthur was calling her.

She had muted her phone a while ago, so it was only then she saw the call from Arthur.

“Professor Harlem, I’ll need to pick up a call.”

“Go ahead. The food in your restaurant is just too delicious. I’m going to continue enjoying it.”

“All right,” Arielle said with a grin before leaving to answer the call.

The second she accepted it, Arthur’s anxious voice traveled into her ear. “Arielle, where are you? We need your help. You’re fluent in Lightspring Ustranasion, and Maxwell University is located in Lightspring. You’ll be doing our school a huge favor if you can come here and help us translate a document into Lightspring Ustranasion.”

Lightspring Ustranasion had different pronunciations of words, unlike Ustranasion in general. Moreover, the sentence structure and words were slightly different; it

was leaning more toward the older form of Ustranasion.

If she could translate the lesson plan into Lightspring Ustranasion, then the quality of the translation would be of a much higher standard.

Recalling what Thomas had said about Wendy earlier, Arielle asked, “Is it about translating an advanced mathematics’ lesson plan?”

“Yes. That’s the one.”

Arielle fell silent for a brief second before answering, “All right. I’ll come back as soon as possible.”

“That’s great! We’ll be waiting for you in the second floor’s meeting room at the lecturers’ block.”

“Okay.” After Arielle ended the call, she returned to the restaurant and told Thomas about the lesson plan translation.

Thomas shook his head. “Asking you to do it would be overkill. Still, they seem rather sincere, so maybe it’ll be good if you lend them a helping hand. Since I’m done with my meal, I’ll head back to the school with you.”

“Leave it to me. Although I’m old now, my mind is still like a young lad’s. Your name isn’t San but Arielle, right?”

At that, Thomas froze. Does she think of me as a child who needs praise?