When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0491

Paul stood by the elevator on the third floor, seemingly ready to go downstairs to look for someone. Following a chime, the elevator doors opened, and Miranda stepped out.

“Dr. Jefferson,” she greeted.

“Where’d you go?”

“Where are you headed?”

They both asked at the same time, though their tones were entirely different. Miranda sounded relaxed, while Paul seemed slightly anxious, with a hint of worry underlying his voice.

“I ran into Mr. Cooper downstairs, and it held me up for a bit. Here… some water for you, Dr. Jefferson,” Miranda said, taking a bottle from the bag and handing it to him..

Paul glanced at the logo on the bag. It was from the import store on the opposite street. He realized that Miranda probably wouldn’t have gone that far herself, so he asked, “Did he buy it?”

“Yes. I watched over his grandparents while he went to the store across the street. They only drink this brand of water,” she explained.

Paul then took the bottle from her. Miranda looked toward the venue and asked, “So, is it over?”

Paul shook his head. “Not yet. There’s still a line, so it might take a little while.”

Remembering how embarrassed she’d felt earlier, Miranda wasn’t eager to go back inside and get jostled again. But then, she noticed the book in Paul’s hand. “Are you going to line up for a signature, Dr. Jefferson?”

“I’ll wait until the end. I don’t want to squeeze in with the crowd.”

enthusiastically, nodding. That was exactly how

out a

at, Dr. Jefferson?” Miranda

he said with a cough, quickly putting on a more

and thought, “Why do I feel like he’s lying, but

signing event was originally scheduled to end at 4:00 pm, but it dragged on until 5:00 pm.

they approached the table, they opened their

me a personalized autograph,”

Sutton,” Paul added

up to see her daughter standing there with a bright smile. Beside her

a brief moment, Mindy was struck by

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her thoughts, she brushed off the unrealistic idea and picked up her pen. She signed Miranda’s book with

vast sea.”

Paul, she wrote, “Stand atop the highest peak

offered to treat them all

“How can that be? If anyone’s

hand. “I mean, I got Mrs. Sutton’s personal inscription–isn’t

was speechless. He was absolutely

she’d like to eat, and she said she was fine with anything. He turned to Lionel, who responded, “I’m not picky. Whatever