When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0226

Paul: “Yes. Someone broke into the surveillance room and brought the virus into the internal network through the monitoring system.”

Miranda: “Who was it?”

Paul: “The person was wearing a mask, so their identity isn’t clear, but it’s certain they’re someone from Bedford College.”

Miranda pressed her lips together and replied, “We mustn’t let them get away with this. It was a virus this time. Who knows what it could be next time?”

Paul glanced at his phone and chuckled softly.

The IT technician beside him looked puzzled, wondering what was so amusing. The sudden chuckle had startled him slightly. It was quite unsettling.

Paul: “Alright. I’ll do as you say.”

Miranda smiled. She then put down her phone and headed to the bathroom to take a shower.

Meanwhile, the throbbing headache from his hangover made Hansel wince in pain. He sat up and glanced outside the window; it was already dark. He realized he had slept the whole day.

His stomach began to ache faintly again. He expertly fished out the stomach pain medicine from the bedside drawer, gulping it down with the leftover cold water.

The icy liquid traveled down his throat and into his stomach, jolting him awake.

are still drugs, and it’s better to nourish your body with food. Get up and drink this bowl

time, I’ll add less

for

please don’t drink so much anymore,

like this again, I’m really

you have to finish it, or 1–mmph! Why do you always kiss me

I’m really mad this time; kissing me won’t fix

“Stop drinking.”

I don’t like seeing you

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I’m tired, so I’m going

+25 BONUS

with Miranda kept

had always been against

him like a little old lady. But after every lecture, she would

he enjoyed this attention and care, relishing in finding

when work had been particularly stressful,

annoyed, his temper would flare, and they would often end up in

she stopped nagging so much. Every time he came home from a business event, he would see her sitting on the couch, waiting, and a bowl of hot soup or broth would be

understanding, and a part of him

didn’t have to attend social events? And at these events, who’d drink anything