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.

his cobbler with a faint smile. “We were just

can have a little drink together. You were telling

right away, Paul turned to Miranda “What

she stammered anxiously. Drinking

got to go to the lab this afternoon, remember? It’s best not

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

Paul raised an eyebrow.

have a drink with me,

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

recalling something. “She rarely drinks, just a sip now

face flushed with

thoughtfully, “Yes, she’s

with fatherly pride,

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charge of cooking again. Quick and efficient, he soon prepared

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

No, wait–Miranda quickly

“Huh?” Lionel was puzzled.

let’s