“Wendy Greene,” said Marcus. “You‘re proficient enough in Ustranasion, so why don‘t you go on and show Arron around the campus?”
“Who? Me?” Wendy pointed to herself in a mixture of surprise and delight as she asked.
“Yes. You!”
It must have slipped the mind of the scattered-brain Marcus how Wendy‘s hiccup with her translation work the last time nearly cost the school the contract to Maxwell University‘s advanced mathematics lesson plan.
For some inexplicable reason, Wendy started to get butterflies in her stomach. She clasped her hands tightly and made her way over to Aaron amidst the envious looks cast her way by her female peers.
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