A Beauty With Multiple Masks

A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 817

Wendy, who was eagerly anticipating Marcus’ arrival, noticed him immediately. Quickly, she waved her hand to catch his attention. “Mr. Brown, over here!”

Marcus quickened his pace as he made his way in front of Wendy. “Who on earth is the person who ignored your advice?” he demanded angrily.

Wendy skirted around his question. “You’ll know once you see it for yourself,” she replied.

She was afraid that Marcus might be biased toward Arielle. Therefore, Wendy only wanted him to realize Arielle’s identity after he was done scolding her.

Gleefully, Wendy trailed after Marcus as he stormed into the archive.

Out of curiosity, many of the students tagged along.

When the group entered the archive, they caught sight of a feminine figure seated on the floor with her back against the crowd as she flipped through the files. The female student was so engrossed in her reading that she did not notice their arrival.

Coincidentally, a ray of light that shone through the window happened to fall on her head. The golden rays illuminated a perfect halo around her cocked head and made it seem like she was an angel who had descended from the heavens.

scene before the male students left them

However, he snapped out of his daze immediately. “Who

out.

forward. “The principal is here. How dare you remain

presence. Startled, she whirled around and looked at

eyes swept across the group at the same time the group caught sight of her alluring face. She

to ache as they felt guilty for

her teeth in anger. Now that the principal is here, is

one who ignored my advice and entered the archive.

finally regained his

in his wildest dreams had he expected that Arielle was

the one who handed Arielle the archive’s key as Marcus felt guilty after he listened

Arielle was

of punishing Arielle, he turned to look at Wendy, who was seething in anger. All of

female students of Jadeborough University would bicker with each other until a victor emerged. The reasons for their fights were often petty, and there was nothing that