When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0046

The temperature had been rising since the beginning of July. The weather forecast issued a red alert due to the high temperature of 95 degrees Fahrenheit, which had persisted for a week.

After repeated calculations and verifications, there was finally some progress in Paul’s experiment.

With great difficulty, he managed to find some time to take a rest. He dragged his tired. body up to the seventh floor, ready to get some sleep and recharge his energy.

Suddenly, he heard a loud noise coming from the apartment opposite to his.

Paul’s hand paused on the door handle, and he turned to look at the tightly closed door across from him. He stepped forward and knocked on the door. “Miranda, are you at home?”

There was no response. He knocked a second time, but there was still no response.

Paul hesitated for a moment. He was thinking of whether to call the police when he heard a click, and the door finally opened.

Miranda peered out through a small crack, her body hidden behind the door. “Is something the matter?”

Her expression was calm. It seemed she’d only answered the door because he’d knocked. Her tone was even as usual, without any hint of distress.

Yet, for some reason, Paul felt like she wasn’t in a good mood. She seemed like a rose that had lost its vitality and was about to wither away.

Paul remained silent for a moment as Miranda looked at him, puzzled.

he said, “You mentioned last time that you’re writing a thesis. How’s it

weeks ago. These past

have a half–finished thesis here. Would

was taken aback.

Paul’s apartment. She sat on the couch and read the thesis in her hands,

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and discussed the change in

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approach was

innovation required a large amount of strong and valid

this your thesis?”

“I wrote this

the Faculty of Bioinformatics still lamented Paul’s decision to give up on

fate had prepared his future calling on a silver platter. It was unheard of for a sophomore

submit this

thought it could be even more perfect. Look here. These two sections don’t have sufficient experimental data to support

have extra time to finish this thesis.” As he said this, a hint of regret

for a moment before saying, “Then, why are you showing

now?”

Young sent me your undergraduate thesis some time ago, asking if I could help suggest a new