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?

make Cyril's body move on its own. Without another word, he turned around and walked to the front of the classroom. Grabbing the chalk,

doing as she

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

his lecture, but Wendy, still tired from last night, was already drifting off again. Apparently, her nap hadn't been enough, and soon,

slept through the

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

sigh, he walked

University's dance department. She had big dreams of one day becoming a principal ballerina like Jessica. She admired

ample chest, made her the talk of the campus. She was often called the campus belle and was a prominent figure

heard that Wendy had enrolled at Clavendale University, she

Did

Sienna, Wendy was nothing more than a stain

two sidekicks giggled as they whispered, "Sienna, I heard Wendy sleeps through every class.

of the girls chimed in. Sienna's mood suddenly lightened. She pulled out her

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