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?

own. Without another word, he turned around and walked to the front of the classroom. Grabbing the chalk, he started

he doing as she

to, but somehow,

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

through

wake her up and teach her a lesson, but there was something holding him back, something about her that made him

a sigh, he walked

Sienna arrived with two girls in tow. Sienna was a student at Clavendale University's dance department. She had big dreams of one day becoming

chest, made her the talk of the campus. She was often

Sienna heard that Wendy had enrolled at Clavendale University, she

Did she

more than a stain on

her desk. Her two sidekicks giggled as they whispered, "Sienna,

here to make a fool of herself at Clavendale University," one of the girls chimed in. Sienna's mood suddenly lightened. She pulled out her phone, snapped a picture of Wendy asleep, and

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