When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0112

Hansel wasn’t born yesterday. He knew something was fishy the moment Miranda had her accident, so he immediately demanded to see the security footage. Yet, the conclusion was the shark and the oxygen tank were just a freak coincidence.

Sam frowned, saying, “Listen to me-

Hansel shoved his hand away, his tone frosty. “I’m warning you. Stay away from Miranda, or you’ll regret it!”

Sam arched an eyebrow as he watched Hansel walk away. Hansel didn’t mention Ingrid at all. Was he really overlooking her, or was he hiding something on purpose?

Ingrid remained in the same spot, feeling a growing discomfort. When she saw Hansel approaching with a stern look, she quickly forced a smile and linked her arm with his. “Dear, I’ve been waiting for you. How about we grab some breakfast? I’m starving.”

She puffed out her cheeks, looking both sulky and endearing.

Hansel hummed softly in reply. He didn’t withdraw his hand this time. When he looked around and found that Miranda had already gone, he shoved his hands into his pockets in frustration.

He knew Sam all too well. The guy was always up to something. Whenever Sam struck up a conversation, there was always an ulterior motive behind it.

Miranda had been on the island for a few days. She found it stunningly beautiful and also noted how open–minded everyone was.

gathered at this place, bringing diverse skin tones

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restaurant early in the morning, she bumped into a stunning woman with bronzed skin. Her fiery dreadlocks

Miranda. Her face turned bright red, and she nearly choked on her

to her. “Are you alright? Did

why so

the isla see so many of them together at the

it was

telling me you didn’t know?” Winter

looked at her blankly. “Didn’t

in Marvedis without doing any research, huh? Today’s the island’s famous ‘Bikini Day.’ The ladies will be in bikinis, and the guys will each carry a single rose. It’s a day full of surfing, drinking, dancing–pretty much a big social

men will offer roses to the woman which they find most captivating. The woman with the most roses will

and added with a hint of intrigue, “I’m all

Miranda was baffled. “What?”

minutes later, Winter urged, “Are