When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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“I need to apologize to her for my foolishness and rash decision–making in the past. I owe her that at the very least,” Miranda said.

Winter nearly choked on her wine. She coughed twice, reluctance written all over her face. “Spare me, please. It’s not like you don’t know her elective class. was the only one I failed and had to resit for in my entire college life. I used to feel a chill run down my spine whenever saw her.

“Also, she’s probably already forgotten who I am. I’m nobody to her. So, I don’t think there’s anything much that I can help you with.”

Miranda could see that Winter really didn’t want to face Christine, so she didn’t push her any further.

“However,” Winter suddenly said, her sly eyes glinting softly as she swiftly changed the topic, “I know someone who could be of help to you.”

“Huh?”

“Remember my cousin, Paul?”

Miranda took a sip of her water and nodded. “I remember him, of course.”

Paul Jefferson was the youngest youth leader in the country in the physics field. Last year, he’d even made it to Nature Magazine’s list of the top ten youngest and most influential scientists of the year.

He’d studied applied biological science under Christine when he’d been an undergraduate student and published five papers within two years. He was a genius who had a bright future ahead of him in the biological sciences.

However, for some reason, Paul had then decided to switch courses and gone into physics instead. It had caused quite a huge stir back then.

Still, that was proof enough that anyone was capable of anything as long as they put their hearts and minds to it.

As of now, Paul was a huge figure in the international physics scene.

Since Miranda hadn’t been in the same year as Paul, she could be considered his junior. She’d heard about him when she’d first joined the college. It wasn’t

until she’d befriended Winter that she’d learned that Paul was her cousin.

For the past few years, Paul had been working as a researcher at a physics. institute abroad. He’d only just returned to his home country three months

ago.

“Paul actually asked about Dr. Young’s condition two days ago. It’s just that he hasn’t had the time to visit her yet. I think you can go and visit her with him.”

The more Winter thought about it, the more she realized that it was a good idea. She then picked up her phone and called Paul.

The phone rang twice before the call was answered.

Miranda heard a low voice; Paul sounded cool and solemn. “What is it?”

if Paul was busy with something else. The call didn’t even last for

at Cielo Gourmet at 2:00 pm tomorrow. You guys can discuss things more

held Miranda’s hand and said, “Have a good night’s rest tonight. You can discuss further with him

I know

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Miranda left half an hour earlier than the agreed–upon time. When she reached the restaurant, she looked at her watch and saw that she had about two more

was she late. It was the

pushed the door open and walked into the restaurant. The waiter then led her to a table where a young man was sitting right next to

window.

tilted, and he was sipping on his coffee with a faint expression on his

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simple white collared shirt with a pair of black trousers. There were a pair of gold–rimmed glasses on his face as well. The sun shone gently on his side profile,

and she had her hair tied up in a ponytail. She also didn’t have any makeup on

lightly, wondering if she was

him now.

seemed to feel Miranda’s eyes on him. So, he turned around

quickly snapped out of it and

him.

she said, an

eyes.

little higher and said softly, “I didn’t wait long, and it was because I arrived five minutes early anyway. I still have some work to do on my research, so I

“That’s enough.”

waiter arrived at their table

went straight to the point. “What do you want me to do when we meet

Miranda liked that he didn’t bother wasting time beating around the

don’t know where she lives, so I was hoping that I

at me, could you perhaps try to calm her down? After all,

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wanted to grin

“I know that you’re a very busy person, so you can pick the time

we’ll go visit her

the glass of lemonade in her hands

dark eyes fixated on Miranda. A few moments later, just when she thought he wasn’t going to answer her, he said,

“What

said, “Dr. Young once told me that there were three things she

she wanted to do.

stunned. She felt a sharp, piercing pain in

at her with his hawk–like eyes. It seemed like he was observing and scrutinizing

Miranda in person, it wasn’t the