When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0006

“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?”

rustling sound in the background, as 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

said, “Have a good night’s rest tonight. You

nodded. “Thanks. I know what to

—

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

She wasn’t too early, nor was she late. It was the perfect

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

window.

slightly tilted, and he was sipping on his

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trousers. There were a pair of gold–rimmed glasses on his face as well. The sun shone

her outfit. She was wearing a white T–shirt and a pair of jeans, and she

coughed lightly, wondering if she was a little too

him now.

Miranda’s eyes on him. So, he turned around to face her. Have a seat. What would you like to

low, magnetic, and attractive voice made Miranda’s ears tickle. She quickly snapped out of it and pulled out a chair before sitting

him.

waiting,” she said,

eyes.

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 only have 30 minutes to meet

“That’s enough.”

their table to take Miranda’s

point. “What do you

Miranda liked that he didn’t bother wasting time beating around the bush. So, she

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

you perhaps try to calm her down?

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to grin

person, so you can pick the time and date to visit

go visit her in two

glass of lemonade in her hands

she thought he wasn’t going to answer her, he said, “Because you’re

confused. “What do you

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

one was that life is too short and insufficient for all the research she wanted to do. The second one was

felt a sharp,

his hawk–like eyes. It seemed like he was observing and scrutinizing her. However, his gaze quickly became distant once

time he’d seen Miranda in person, it