When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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Paul was overwhelmed, and he truly felt exhausted.

“So, Paul, how is it?” Lionel asked eagerly.

It’s delicious,” Paul replied.

Lionel’s eyes lit up, feeling like he’d found a kindred spirit, or a long–lost soulmate. “If you like it, have more! And try this black–pepper beef, with my special homemade sauce…”

Throughout the meal, Paul kept saying, “Delicious… Very flavorful… The preparation is unique… I’ve never had anything like this before…”

This only made Lionel more enthusiastic.

When Paul finally stood up to leave, he felt a sense of relief, as if a weight had been lifted.

But then…

Lionel called out, “Mimi, see your Uncle Paul out.”

Paul was in a state of disbelief. He was completely drained.

“Oh, sure!” Miranda got up.

Perhaps the wine had caught up with her because she felt a bit lightheaded, reacting a beat slower than usual. But her expression remained as composed as ever, and her gaze was still clear.

walked Paul to the door. Just as they stepped outside, the wind blew the door shut behind them with a

cover–after all,

the lingering effects of the wine or perhaps a sudden slip of

turning to look at her. His eyes darkened, like

each word slowly, “What did

subtle rise in his tone, a hint of danger that sent a tingling sensation through Miranda’s ears. She nervously looked up, meeting his gaze, unprepared

second, two seconds… It took a full five seconds before Miranda finally processed what had

intoxication, her cheeks suddenly flushed with color. The blush spread quickly, creeping up to her ears, turning

washed by a mountain spring–pure and untainted. As she bit her

how I ended up saying that. I meant to say

Uncle Paul, seriously!

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embarrassed as she covered her burning cheeks, wishing she could just

spot.

let out a low chuckle. “Will you still dare to drink so much next

was comforting

bit of a penchant for alcohol, whether it was Winter with drinks or pulling out a beer when she

expected her to be this bold, though–drinking

really quite brave,” he said, gently tapping her

of them froze

he reacted. His rational mind told him it wasn’t appropriate; she was a lady, and such an

somehow, he’d already acted before