When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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The first thing that caught everyone’s attention was a pair of long legs encased in knee–high boots, leading up to a camel–colored coat over a white knit sweater.

The woman was carrying an elephant–gray Hermès Picotin, exuding elegance and sophistication from head to toe.

As soon as Elizabeth Lincoln spotted Paul, her eyes lit up. “Good morning, Dr. Jefferson!”

“Moming.” Paul replied with a slight nod.

“Lizzy, let me introduce you to the newest member of our group, Miranda Sutton. She’s two years younger than you,” Bryan quickly shared the news.

It was only then that Elizabeth noticed the new face in the lab, and her smile faltered slightly. Before Miranda’s arrival, Elizabeth had been the youngest in the research group. Everyone had doted on her.

Even so, she certainly had the “credentials to deserve it. A Master’s graduate from Combin University and a current PhD candidate at Bedford College, her academic background was impressive.

Moreover, being accepted into Paul’s research team meant her research abilities and academic level were undoubtedly high.

Miranda greeted her as expected, but Elizabeth barely acknowledged it. She merely gave her a brief, perfunctory handshake before withdrawing her hand.

She hid it well, but Miranda could sense a subtle hostility from her.

Nearby, Sandy’s eyes flicked between the two women, but she said nothing.

Paul then spoke up. “Let me clarify something for everyone. Strictly speaking, Miranda isn’t officially joining our research group.”

“What?”

“She has her own research project but will be borrowing our lab space.”

Borrowing the lab space?

show surprise. Paul had never lent

the minds of the others

furrowed her brow

need anything. you can ask me directly or write it on the blackboard. The

in the upper left corner with a grid for notes and a section for clocking in. One of the rows had already

“I’m curious, Miranda. What postdoctoral

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answered honestly, “I’m starting my first year of

starting your Master’s?” Elizabeth was genuinely

had her own research project? And

Who exactly was she?

The name Sutton…

quickly ran through the prominent families and academic elites in

prestigious families nor in academic circles did

did she

to say something, but a hand suddenly grasped her arm. The person gently shook her head, signaling her

bench wasn’t being used, and it was Paul’s prerogative to assign it to whomever he chose. Moreover, the lab was Paul’s personal space; they had no

impression of tall elegance. Light fell on his profile, highlighting

Paul’s heart was nearly entirely occupied by research, leaving little room for

concern him. So, even if Elizabeth

Paul who had brought Miranda in and lent out the bench, leaving no grounds for anyone else to

nda was unaware

Miranda

subtle undercurrent. She climbed onto the

immersed herself in work