His Versatile Gorgeous Wife novel Chapter 717

The call had been on speakers earlier, so Wendy heard everything. She bit her lip as she regretted taking on the task.

If she had not volunteered for it, the one who would be reprimanded would have been Arielle instead of her.

Darn itlNo wonder Arielle doesn't want to do this. She must have known that things would turn out this way.She's nothing but a scheming b*tch!

Nevertheless, Wendy did not have the courage to voice that out loud to Arthur. She could only stand quietly and endured the displeased glares from all the other teachers.

When Arthur saw the look on Wendy's face, he said, “It seems like you've heard it. Take a pen and paper and finish the letter of denunciation

before leaving.”

At that, Wendy stopped biting on her pale lip and nodded. “Professor Sleight, this is my fault. I shouldn't have used machine translation just because I was in a rush. I'll work on the report right away.”

Noticing the pitiful look on Wendy's face, the anger in Arthur dissipated slightly. He hummed in response before saying, “Contact Arielle and ask her to come and lend us a hand.”

Those words made Wendy stiffen before fury shot up from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

She then blurted out, “Professor Sleight, Arielle has rejected you before. She knows that she can't complete the task either.” “Stop that,” Arthur cut her off. "I'm her teacher. I know her capabilities better than you do. It's best for you to finish the report quickly instead. I'll contact Arielle myself.”

With that said, Arthur ignored Wendy and turned around to call Arielle instead.

However, Arielle did not pick up his call. Left without a choice, Arthur could only leave to translate the lesson plan with the other teachers.

Jealousy was a green-eyed monster that took over Wendy. Gritting her teeth, she then walked out of the meeting room toward the lecturers' block. When she arrived at her destination, she called the translator.

The call soon went through, and almost immediately, Wendy questioned, “What's the matter with you? Why did you use machine translation after a few pages? Haven't I told you I wanted a thorough translation?”

What came through the speakers was the translator's confused voice, “Ms. Greene, I did translate it all myself. How could I not have done as you asked?”

“Then why did the printed copy have the copyright notice of some machine translating site at the bottom of the page?”