My Dad Please Come 113

Chapter 113

At the moment, Cyril was standing while Wendy was sitting By all accounts, Cyril should have had the upper hand.

But Wendy sat there with perfect posture, her clear, bright eyes calmly studying Cyril. Her composed and confident presence somehow made Cyril feel dwarfed.

Cyril cleared his throat. "Y-yes, I am."

Cyril mentally scolded himself. What was he even saying?

Aside from his revered mentor, Dr. Ceylan, no one ever dared call him by his full name. And yet, this niece-in-law of his addressed him this way.

Cyril wanted to reprimand her. "You little-"

But before he could say anything, Wendy gave a small nod and said, “Alright, go ahead and give your lecture."

Cyril froze.

Who was the professor here, and who was the student? She was giving him orders now?

Cyril's body move on its own. Without another word, he turned around and walked

he doing

didn't want to, but somehow, he couldn't

again. Apparently, her nap hadn't been enough, and soon, she was sound

through

leave, he glanced at Wendy, who was still sleeping. Part of him wanted to wake her up and teach her

he walked

two girls in tow. Sienna was a student at Clavendale University's dance department. She had

the talk of the campus. She

Sienna heard that Wendy had enrolled at Clavendale

sending this country bumpkin here? Did she even belong at

Wendy was nothing more than a

Wendy still asleep at her desk. Her two sidekicks giggled as they whispered, "Sienna, I heard Wendy sleeps through every class.

Clavendale University," one of the girls chimed in. Sienna's mood suddenly lightened. She pulled out her phone, snapped a

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it to

added a caption dripping with sarcasm. [Let's all welcome the new student,

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