When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0582

Every year, right before Christmas, the Faculty of Bioinformatics organized a freshman mixer for all the newly enrolled, unmarried graduate students. It was meant to help them make friends and integrate better into campus life.

Over the years, however, it had evolved into an “official matchmaking event“. To put it plainly, it became a setup to help students find a boyfriend or girlfriend. Those who already had partners were also welcome to bring them along.

Naturally, none of this had anything to do with Miranda She spent her days rushing between Bedford College lecture halls and the lab at Dunham College.

Her mind was constantly occupied by lab procedures and data collection, even during meals. So there was no chance she would waste time on a so–called “friendship mixer“.

This was why she was so puzzled when she received an invitation. The invitation prominently displayed her full name, “Miranda Sutton“, in bold, enlarged print. That only made things more baffling.

Attendance at the mixer required signing up, so how could she receive an official invitation without registering? A thought crossed her mind, and she narrowed her eyes. She turned to see Madison, who was tiptoeing off the lab bench and quietly trying to slip away.

“Stop right there!” Miranda called out to her.

Madison froze midstep. After a couple of seconds, she turned with a guilty smile. “Uh… Miranda, you called?”

“Where are you off to?” Miranda asked.

“The cafeteria.”

“Didn’t you just eat?”

uh… I’m

snack! She definitely wasn’t trying to run

should explain this first before you go.” She held up in

the

invitation

expression grew uneasy, and her eyes darted

unyielding. “No sweet talk.

wanting to tell you this

Miranda raised an

of us up for the mixer. It’ll be fun, just a quick distraction, I swear it won’t

wanted to go, you could’ve just signed up yourself. Why drag me

pouted. She clasped her hands behind her back while looking down sheepishly.

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much more fun with people. Going alone would be

hosted since they enrolled, and she would’ve

solo sounded miserable, so she’d taken the liberty

Should she be thanking Madison

holding her arm with a pleading look. “Please,

sighed. “It’s not

just one steak? How about two dinners,

sounded more like what