When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0011

Miranda walked ahead of Paul. She’d clearly regained her composure and wasn’t as nervous as the night before.

Paul drove his car over, and Miranda got into the passenger seat. On the way, they passed by a fruit store.

Miranda suddenly asked, “Could you pull over here? Give me a minute. I’d like to go and get some fruits.”

“Fruits?”

“Yeah. For Dr. Young.”

Holding the steering wheel, Paul asked in confusion, “Is that necessary?”

Miranda was puzzled. Suddenly finding it amusing, she asked him back, “Do you usually go empty–handed when you’re visiting someone?”

Paul nodded in all honesty.

Miranda was amazed. Perhaps that was how it was with big shots–such trivial things didn’t bother them.

That said, Paul still pulled over nonetheless.

Christine lived on Monte Road, which was near Bedford College.

bungalows lined the street, with the design incorporating a fusion of multiple architectural elements. Each bungalow

a maple forest, Miranda and Paul saw

had been six

at the fruit basket by her

it. “Aren’t

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her lip. “I need

for a moment. Then, he nodded. “I’ll

watched him leave, she took a few deep breaths. Then

full bloom right then. Upon entering the premises, she caught a whiff of a

Some

near the fence. They looked limp and lifeless, probably because there’d been no one to tend to them since the one

she entered the house, Miranda could already hear Christine’s voice. Her heart fluttered, and she quickly went

“Dr. Young.”

latest issue of “Journal of Biology” and adjusted her

They slowly walked further in. “I’m here to visit you. Are

you shouldn’t have bothered coming over.” She patted his hand and continued, “Thanks for your concern, but I’m fine. Fit as

before saying, “I brought

could that be?”

like a meek little pony, Miranda hung her

took a step toward Miranda. However, mixed emotions and intentional