When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0777

It was another day off, and Sam drove to Miranda’s apartment building early in the morning to fetch her and take her to the Garrison estate.

Aren and Fiona had been looking forward to Miranda’s visit on her day off. They had planned it in advance. As soon as they woke up, they urged Sam to get going.

Miranda was naturally happy to accompany them. The elderly couple was kind and thoughtful toward her, and she couldn’t bear to refuse them.

So, when the alarm rang, she got up early to prepare. She even made a batch of soft, slightly sweet pastries to bring it to them.

At 8:00 am, Sam arrived punctually and knocked on the door. After changing into his indoor slippers, his first words were, “I haven’t had breakfast yet.”

Miranda blinked in confusion.

“Is there anything to eat?” he asked.

“…Yes.”

Last time, it was sandwiches, but today, it was mushroom and ground beef sliders.

Sam asked, “Did you make these yourself?”

“Yeah.” Miranda nodded. Seeing the look on his face, she asked, “What’s wrong? Are they not good?”

“No… they’re amazing.”

She couldn’t help but laugh. Everyone loved being complimented, and she was no exception.

As they were getting ready to leave, Sam naturally helped her carry her things.

door opened, Miranda suddenly remembered something. “Wait

stood there while she went

moved a few potted plants inside and shut the balcony door before turning back to him. “Okay. Let’s

Sam nodded.

the opposite apartment. As the door opened, the two

said, “Good morning,

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it that every time we leave, both of our doors open at the same time? Isn’t that a bit

at Sam using the

studied Miranda’s expression and noticed she seemed unusually calm about Sam being there so early. In the

but his face remained composed. ” Are you heading

Sam nodded. “Yes.”

“Are you going to run errands?

We’re going to our

stunned. After a beat, he realized she was referring to the Garrison family.

nodded politely. “We won’t keep you, Dr. Jefferson. Miranda, let’s go.

Goodbye, Dr. Jefferson,”

watched as they walked away and

was the second

Paul changed his clothes and began his usual

was putting on his lab coat and walking toward him. ” Hey,

Paul didn’t respond.

computer screen, he commented, “Wait! Isn’t this the data from a few days ago?