When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0451

“Yeah, Paul answered.

“Are you still going for a run in the evening?”

“I am. Should we run together?”

“Sure!”

They both returned home to change into sportswear. Then, they met up downstairs and started running.

The sun had set, and the sky was slowly darkening, enveloping the earth in dark shadows. By the time they completed their first lap, the moonlight was shining brightly, and the stars were twinkling in the sky.

Miranda couldn’t keep up by the third lap. “Dr… Dr. Jefferson, you go ahead. I need to take a break.”

Paul also stopped. “Are you okay?”

Miranda was drenched in sweat, her cheeks flushed. “I’m not that tired, just feeling really hot.” The roots of her hair were damp and sweat rolled down her face, soaking into her T–shirt.

Paul said, “Then let’s not run. I’ll walk with you for a while.”

Miranda rubbed her nose, feeling a little embarrassed. They walked along the tree–lined path until they reached the gates of Bedford College. Paul went into a convenience store to buy two bottles of mineral water. He opened one and handed it to Miranda.

‘Thank you.

around the front gates and arrived at the back gate. Further in, there was an

court.

reacted even faster unexpectedly. He grabbed her arm and pulled her behind him. Then he reached out

whistle sounded from the

a white basketball uniform. At first glance, he did look like

one player. Do you want to join a game?” someone

felt eager to play, but he turned to Miranda and

nodded. “Dr. Jefferson, you can go ahead.

him to know how

getting a seat, Miranda suddenly paused. Why did Paul look at her earlier? Did he need to ask

and immediately blocked two shots from the opposing team. Miranda could hear a chorus of jeers from the opposing team even though she

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Chapter 0451

So you’re a pro, huh? You’re pretty good,

raised an eyebrow and lifted his chin slightly. “Is that so? Let’s see if

was close–range shots or long–distance throws, he rarely missed whenever the ball was in his hands. Furthermore, his jumping

Miranda, the sole spectator, found herself getting

fatigue for 20 whole minutes. His endless. energy completely broke through the opposing team’s

“No more! That’s enough!”

to even the numbers, but it turns out that he’s a