Arielle was glad that she wouldn't have to see Donovan, as she didn't have his class that day. But apparently, luck decided to joke with her.
So unlucky of me!
Despite feeling disdainful, she had to force a smile. “Good evening, Mr. Baxter.”
Donovan felt his heart race uncontrollably upon taking in her smile.
Instantly, a bad feeling settled at the pit of his stomach, causing him to frown deeper.
Meanwhile, Queenie, who heard their conversation, was surprised as well. “Do you know each other?”
Donovan glanced at Queenie in stun before explaining, “She's my student. You know her?” “Oh, so she's your student.” Queenie didn't answer his question. Instead, she said, “Seemingly, we're fated to meet, Ms. Moore.”
Arielle smiled. “I didn't know that you come here together. In that case, please excuse me.”
Before Queenie could nod, Donovan interrupted in a cold voice, “You live alone, so why did you buy so many vegetables?”
Apparently, the pile of vegetables in Arielle's shopping cart didn't go unnoticed.
Hearing that, Arielle couldn't help but feel hilarious. What the hell! It has nothing to do with you, so why bother?
Yet, she could only let out a small huff. “I've invited my friends to come over to my new
house to have a meal together.”
Queenie had seen the announcement of Arielle getting chased out by the Southalls when she investigated Arielle. Thus, she said discreetly, “Congratulations for moving into your new house.”
“Thank you.” Arielle nodded.
Before she could leave, Donovan once again stopped her. “If so, it's merrier to have more people. Since Queenie and I are free now, can we join you guys? I'll treat it as a home visit then.”
Arielle couldn't help but widen her eyes in disbelief.
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