When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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Miranda’s expression turned cold. “My interview video was seen by everyone online. If you still have doubts about my score, feel free to report it to the school. Don’t just make baseless accusations.

“This society makes spreading rumors too easy. Take, for example, the person who posted that photo of me and Dr. Jefferson online–we still haven’t found out who the culprit is.”

As Miranda spoke, she kept her gaze fixed on Tina, watching every tiny reaction on her face. The moment she mentioned the “photo” and the “culprit“, Tina’s eyes flickered with guilt.

Miranda understood immediately–it was Tina who did it. It wasn’t entirely surprising but certainly confirmed her suspicions.

Miranda continued. “You’re quick to criticize me, but all I hear is jealousy in your tone.”

Tina’s expression now looked like she was upset for not having thought of such a good idea herself.

“What are you so smug about? Ingrid is pregnant with my brother’s child. You probably didn’t know that, did you?”

Miranda responded calmly, “I found out about it before you did.”

Tina was speechless by her rebuke.

“You’re here to see Dr. Young, right? She’s not in, so you might as well leave.”

Something in Miranda’s words seemed to hit a nerve, and Tina reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She was instantly bristling.

do you think you are? Just because Dr. Young isn’t here doesn’t mean you get to tell me to leave! I’m going in, and there’s nothing

as the

her glasses behind them, her

arrival and had no idea how much she

“Dr. Young, I’m-*

Christine’s sharp gaze scrutinized her from

last time too.”

remember her, but before she could feel any relief, Christine

expect my students to earn their achievements through their

nature, especially in academic matters, where she couldn’t

under her nose. The fact that Christine was still standing here while advising her patiently was already her last

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and leave. I don’t want to see this happening a third

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out of the garden. She had

filled with frustration and resentment. Christine had spoken harshly to

was she any

suddenly spoke beside her. “You’re one of the students who interviewed for the postgraduate admission

lady with a warm smile. She was dressed in a dark