When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0374

The sudden flood of memories caught Miranda off guard. Was she really the one who had stubbornly grabbed his collar and refused to let go?

Facing Paul’s teasing gaze, she felt so embarrassed she wished the ground would swallow her up

“Remember now?” Paul asked with an amused tone.

“Sorry, I..” She started, her voice trailing off.

“Do you even need to ask? Of course not. Who would want their head knocked? I’m not a drum, and you said yourself that getting hit too much would make someone stupid,” he said, dissolving half of her embarrassment with a single line.

“Then why did you hit my head?” She muttered under her breath while sulking.

As she recalled that part, earlier fragments of the memory became clearer–he had started it.

Paul straightened up, speaking earnestly, “I’ll say it again. You can drink, but don’t overdo it.”

“Uh–huh.” Miranda nodded obediently like a scolded child, not daring to disagree.

“What are you two chatting about?” Lionel asked, returning after washing his hands and taking a gulp of

pear soup.

a

why don’t you stay for lunch? We can have a little drink together. You

agreeing right away, Paul turned to Miranda

not drink,” she stammered anxiously. Drinking caused nothing but

added, “You’ve got to go to the lab this afternoon, remember? It’s best

nodded. “Alright then, Paul can’t drink. I guess we’ll have

an eyebrow. “Does

said yesterday she’d have a drink with me, but her mother stopped her,”

scalp tingled with discomfort, thinking, “Dad, did you not

added, as if recalling something. “She rarely drinks, just a sip

flushed with

chuckled, nodding thoughtfully, “Yes, she’s always been quite

she is…” Lionel beamed with fatherly pride, grinning foolishly at

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soon prepared a table full

Lionel said, “Paul, eat up! Don’t be shy.” he encouraged, then glanced at Miranda. “Why didn’t you grab

No, wait–Miranda

“Huh?” Lionel was puzzled.

isn’t good for our health, let’s skip it this