When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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Joe responded, “Alright! I’ll go-”

“Never mind,” Hansel cut him off. “I’ll go myself.”

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Miranda stood by Joe’s desk, not far from the panoramic floor–to–ceiling windows. She walked over to the window, standing still as she looked down at the bustling traffic below.

In front of her was a lively commercial street flanked by high–end office buildings. Further in the distance, there was the view of the river.

It was truly a prime location where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold.

Back when the company was first starting out, they had no money, no connections, and their office was a modest two–bedroom apartment above the basement where they rented. It was simple, but at least it had windows and a small kitchen.

The startup was small, consisting of Hansel and just five other employees, all of whom were tech workers. As for positions like receptionist, accountant, cashier, finance officer, or human resources- those were out of the question. They simply couldn’t afford to hire anyone.

So what did they do?

Miranda took it all on herself.

Every day, she ran

needed to go out, she’d take the bus instead of a cab.

but her heart

program, so she worked tirelessly to prove she

the heights of academia, but she thought at least she had a reliable partner and a flourishing

mention, Hansel had been incredibly driven

the roosters and going to bed later than everyone else. Even on his rare days off, he still made time

sense any shift in her emotions, good or bad, and would respond

year of the business, when the company entered a rapid growth phase, the

moved from the modest apartment to a small, three–story house in the suburbs. Within half a year, they upgraded again

entered the public market,

were in now.

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Chapter 0529

rarely visited his workplace

way. He felt she got

There’s a cafeteria. And

worry too much. With that free time, why not go shopping? Buy yourself some bags or jewelry. Or meet up with Mrs. Jacobson or Ms. Leigh for afternoon tea, chat, and maybe do some flower arranging?” Miranda had stood there in shock, unable to respond for a long time. It was the first time she realized that the role she had envisioned for herself was completely different from the one Hansel had planned for her. In fact,