As Miranda was about to get off the car, her phone rang. It was the delivery guy. "Hello, Miss Miranda, you have a few packages that need to be picked up downstairs."

Miranda saw the delivery guy not far from the car, with several packages on a small cart. She turned to Nash for help, "Nash, could you help me? These are the light bulbs I ordered, and my home's light bulbs are not working."

Nash did not respond immediately. However, a few seconds later, he got out of the car.

Five minutes later, Nash had Quincy bring the cart and Miranda to her floor. However, he gave Quincy a meaningful look. Understanding his intention, Quincy unpacked the packages and helped replace the light bulbs.

Nash was about to call Nina when Miranda accidentally bumped into him.

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of pain as the blueberry juice in her hand spilled all

and the next moment he heard Miranda's apology, "Nash, I'm sorry. This blueberry juice is from a brand my friend created.

calmly. Though his white shirt was now stained with blueberry juice, he noticed the broken glass on

clothes... It will take time to go back and change. I have disposable bathrobes. You go take a shower and change first. Let Quincy prepare a clean set of clothes for you. I'll tidy up here," Miranda said, bending down to clean

Miranda took a sharp

his lips and said softly, "You should hire a live-in caretaker. Do you

alone. I think I have

I'll go." Nash stopped her, succinct yet

She pressed her lips together. "I don't think you can

first." Without delay,

"Nash, swear... I've been a

her finger with

could only do as he said. When she emerged, she had already applied the

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