When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0078

Miranda took the brown paper bag. Then, the two of them headed to Bedford College.

As they chatted on the way, she noticed that Sam was very knowledgeable once again. No matter what kind of topic she brought up, he was able to carry the conversation effortlessly.

He spoke in a steady voice and had a gentle manner. Miranda found it quite comfortable talking to him.

They walked around the campus and eventually passed by the stone wall. When Miranda looked to the side, she spotted a familiar face.

Paul had just finished class and was about to head to the lab. When he lifted his gaze, he met Miranda’s smiling eyes.

He halted in his tracks. Then, he noticed Sam, who was standing next to Miranda.

“I didn’t expect to run into you. Did your class just finish?” Miranda asked.

Paul nodded. “I’m going to the lab. What about you?”

“I’m showing a friend around the campus. I should introduce you to each other. This is Sam Cooper.”

Miranda turned her eyes to Sam next. “He’s Paul Jefferson.”

As their eyes met, Sam smiled almost unnoticeably and extended his hand. “Dr. Jefferson, I’ve heard a lot of good things about you.”

Paul shook his hand. “Likewise. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

in Jandersville. These two men had somewhat heard about the other person since they were in the same social circle. Yet, it was

tension brewing between Paul and Sam. She just thought

let go of his hand first. “I’m going to the lab

Paul’s retreating figure, Sam looked at

didn’t want to talk about that.

ask

WhatsApp message from Sam again.

responded. “You’re welcome. It was

phone and tossed it onto the

The faint scent of detergent lingered in the

she fell into

her tight revision schedule, she slept in the next day. She woke up at 8:00 am, got changed, and left her

run–down residential area. However, the people

as she left her building, the neighborhood ladies, who were either on their way to get groceries

of the alley and turned onto the next street, she arrived at a

right amount of sweetness. Also, the

restaurant and spotted Paul sitting with his back

up behind him and patted him on the shoulder mischievously. Then,

dumbfounded when she saw that Paul’s expression had remained. unchanged. “Why aren’t you

this is the second time you’ve done this.” Paul dunked his toast into the milk and ate it. “You did that last week too. Besides, you weren’t

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