When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0535

Raul laughed. “I wouldn’t call it wisdom, but I do have some experience.”

“I’d like to hear it,” Hansel said.

Raul sat in the chair next to him and began speaking slowly, “Like they said, keep things stable at home and enjoy some excitement on the side.

“At home, you need a woman to take care of all the daily chores, be kind to the elders, and raise the kids. When you need to entertain clients, you bring one of those young ones from outside.

“Those can help you with the drinks and keep the guests company. Afterward, a bit of money and they’re gone. It’s highly cost–effective.”

Hansel asked, “And your wife doesn’t mind?”

Raul replied, “What’s there to mind? She lives in a big house, carries designer bags, uses luxury cosmetics, and can buy whatever she wants with a credit card. She doesn’t even have to work. What’s there to be unhappy about?”

Hansel pressed further, “What if one day she asks for a divorce?”

“That’s impossible. Women, once they’ve been kept, lose their ability to survive. Their wings have. withered, and they can’t fly away even if they want to,” Raul said, his face full of disdain.

“And if her wings don’t wither and she really does leave?”

Raul paused, momentarily thrown off. He had never considered the possibility of his wife actually leaving

him.

shoulder. “Mr. Levy, sometimes you shouldn’t speak too confidently

Raul looked puzzled. “Because?”

back

climbed into the golf

blinked

planned to drive back to the mansion, but somehow, he ended up outside

Instead, he pulled over across the street, rolled down the window, and lit

campus gates, which hadn’t changed at all in six

Miranda. One look at

there, too. With a bouquet of roses in hand, he had taken step after

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Chapter 0535

Hansel felt like he had the whole

it all start

publicly listed, just as

the others no longer satisfied his restless heart, he started looking for

who passed through his life, Hansel felt nothing but emptiness. If he could have a second chance, all he wanted was to stay with Miranda. Clean and

was

returned to the mansion, it was already

was still there. “Mr. Johnson, you’re home.”

and walked past her, heading upstairs, but then suddenly stopped. “Martha?” he called, turning