Chapter 508
Arielle didn’t expect the first words out of Donovan’s mouth to be so rude.
The respect she had for him was slowly reducing to dust.
Arielle frowned, wanting to explain but said nothing in the end.
A fight with that kind of person was merely a waste of time and energy.
She ignored his words as though he never said them in the first place and asked politely instead, upholding her upbringing. “Mr. Baxter, I want to apply for leave for a day tomorrow. Please approve.”
Donovan wrinkled his nose irritably while a flash of disappointment crossed his mind.
He scolded. “It has only been a few days since the term has started, and you’re applying for leave already. If you don’t want to study, then quit. There’s no need for you to use such tactics.”
Arielle retorted casually, “It’s not because I don’t want to study. Tomorrow is my sister’s funeral. Please approve my leave.”
Donovan was stunned for a short second then was embarrassed.
He hadn’t thought of that possibility.
But how would I know her words to be true?
Many students had applied for leave with all kinds of excuses. Many had lied, saying their grandparents had passed away. So Arielle could be lying as well.
Donovan asked coldly, “How would I know you’re not lying? You can apply for leave, but you need to give me your sister’s death certificate.”
“You…” Anger rolled through Arielle. It was her first time encountering such an unreasonable lecturer.
However, she still didn’t want to fight despite being angry. It was pointless to gain the upper hand through verbal dispute.
“Since you don’t approve, then I will get it from the principal once I return.”
Arielle turned to leave.
“Arielle Moore!”
Donovan hadn’t thought Arielle would leave without begging him. He felt disrespected as a lecturer.
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