When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0286

“Hans, let me help you tie your tie,” said Ingrid.

“Heh… I’m wearing a black shirt today.”

Ingrid paused, looking puzzled. “I know that.”

Forget it. Hansel gave up. He thought there was no point in continuing the conversation when they couldn’t even agree on simple things.

A black shirt with a mixed–color tie, really? Only someone with her sense of style would come up with that combination.

Hansel brushed her hand away. “If you can’t do it right, you don’t have to do it at all.”

Without bothering to see her reaction, he walked away.

That evening, Hansel finished work and left the office.

Hé sat in his car, lit a cigarette, but didn’t start the engine for a long time. When the cigarette burned down, he stubbed it out, then finally drove off.

Not wanting to go back to the mansion, he drove aimlessly along the river, circling a few times. Midway through, Evelyn called him, but he didn’t answer.

Before he realized it, he found himself at a familiar street corner again. And once again, he got scolded for parking poorly.

“Damn! Think you’re all that just because you drive a Maserati?”

fancy cars in our alley lately, huh? Didn’t we see a

“Porschel”

what’s going

Miranda came downstairs to take out the trash,

watched her from behind his windshield, greedily taking in her

had grown longer and it was cascading softly down her back. She wore flip–flops, looking effortlessly relaxed and

out of the car, ready to approach her, but suddenly, someone stepped

we meet again, Mr.

“Step aside!”

about to head back upstairs after taking out the trash,

ground, watching Miranda until she

you tone down the

blinked innocently. “Is it

“What do you

alright, I’ll

He just likes to run his mouth, Calvin sad

he could, Hansel suddenly reached out and covered his

confusion. Even Zach

“No need. Just one glass

did he

before setting the bottle down and this on the

a big drinker