Chapter 448

Obsessed CEO Throws Himself at Me

Arielle noticed that two security guards were trailing behind Marcus as the two men carried the
equipment needed for Trisha’s sand painting.

Stumped, Arielle asked, “Your dad’s friend is Mr. Brown?”

Trisha nodded. “We’re neighbors.”

Despite being shocked by the news, Arielle could understand why Trisha had never mentioned it. If it
were anybody else, they would have kept bragging about how they’re neighbors with the principal. But I
guess it’s different with Trisha. She’s really a down-to earth and humble girl.

Arielle grew fonder of Trisha.

She walked over to the entrance of the hall with Trisha.

Just then, a thin silhouette rushed past them and reached the principal first. Wendy was all smiles when
she greeted Marcus. “Hello, Mr. Brown. Are you here to watch the rehearsal?”!

Arielle let out a low chuckle as she led Trisha to approach Marcus.

The principal merely uttered a generic reply to Wendy before greeting Trisha with a broad smile. “Hey,
Trish!”

“Hey, Uncle Brown.” Trisha smiled back at him. “Sorry for troubling you.”

“Ah, it’s nothing. I’m glad that you’re performing. Good luck! I’ll be cheering you offstage.”

Trisha went crimson red as she nodded her head.



Abashed as she was, Trisha did not forget to introduce Arielle. “Uncle Brown, this is my friend, Arielle,
from the same class. She will be performing together with me. If it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t have the
courage to perform.”

Marcus turned to Arielle and said merrily, “Ah, it’s you, Arielle. I remember you. Thank you for taking care
of Trish. She’s quite a shy girl so you’d have to bring out her courageous self. You’re more than welcome
to look for me should you encounter any problems at school.”

Arielle nodded. “Thank you, Mr. Brown.”

“Ah, no worries. I watched Trish growing up. She’s like a daughter to me.”

Arielle smiled and said nothing. Then, she turned her head around to look at Wendy who was being
completely ignored by Marcus.

Sure enough, Wendy was sulking with a familiar grimace.

Amused, Arielle chuckled and checked on the sand painting equipment together with Trisha.

A storm was brewing in Wendy’s chest as she was left all alone.

Arielle Moore, you again! You vixen! How are you everywhere? Ahhhh!

Soon, students from other classes left after they were done with their rehearsal practice, leaving Arielle,
Trisha, and Wendy behind.

Wendy raised her hand and said, “Sir, I’d like to go first.”

The teacher had quite a good impression of Wendy and smiled. “All right then. The piano is already on
the stage. Students from other classes are going to play the piano too. By the way, what song are you
playing?”



Wendy deliberately said with a straight face on, “Reborn.”

“Reborn?” Startled by the piece, the teacher’s voice rose an octave, garnering the attention of other
teachers.

Even Marcus overheard it and came over. “Wendy, are you going to play ‘Reborn’?”.

Wendy, nodded, knowing full well that it was an impressive feat. That being said, she continued to
feign ignorance and asked, “Yes, Mr. Brown. What’s the matter?”

Clearly, Marcus was impressed. “No problem at all. This piece is quite the challenge, though. It seems
like this year’s freshman party will be quite interesting. I think I’ll need to invite some media outlets over
to report this. We could use your performance to promote our university as being an institution that
cultivates all rounded individuals.”

Wendy suddenly felt that her indignation from being ignored dissipated into thin air.

She snuck a glance in Arielle’s direction.

To her dismay, Arielle did not hear a single thing and was instead engrossed in checking the condition of
the sand painting equipment with Trisha.

She’s just pretending to not hear me, right?

Wendy knew that Arielle was going to play the piano as well. Hence, she was positive that nobody would
care to pay heed to Arielle once everyone knew that she was going to play ‘Reborn.’

The teacher in charge of the rehearsal was excited to hear that Wendy was going to play the challenging
song and hurriedly ushered her on stage. “The piano’s been tuned. So why don’t you go on stage and
play ‘Reborn’ now? I’m really eager to listen to it.”








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