When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0808

“Wait, hold on… why are you even asking this? Is rolling snowballs part of our lab’s annual performance review? No way…” Silas stared at Paul incredulously. Was snowball–rolling a new requirement for researchers?

“Be serious,” Paul snapped. “Don’t joke around. I’m asking you something important, so stop laughing.”

Silas looked completely baffled. “What Northemer doesn’t know how to roll a snowball? You don’t?”

Paul remained silent, his expression stiff.

Silas’s jaw dropped. “You seriously don’t know?”

Paul was still silent.

“So, what’s the plan here?” Silas folded his arms, now entirely invested in this bizarre conversation.

Paul glanced outside. “The snow’s pretty thick out there.

“And?”

“We go outside, and you teach me how to roll a snowball.”

Silas blinked continuously, utterly speechless.

No way. No way! Was this the same workaholic, research–obsessed man who couldn’t tear himself away from experiments? And now, in the middle of work hours, he wanted to take him outside to roll snowballs?

“Paul, do I look like a snowball to you?”

He ignored the jab.

then burst out laughing. “You’re really serious? You want to ditch work to play

“Yes. And

for doubt. Silas squinted at him for a moment, his expression skeptical. Then it hit

from the South,

spreading across his face. “I’ll teach you. It’s easy. I won’t even

experiments left, and I’m short

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help. You’ll have to

hesitation. “I’ll

dropped again. “Are

do you think?”

spirit!” Silas smirked, clearly enjoying this.

face darkened. “Say it

planning to combine it with the

gave him a withering look.

yes or no. Those are my terms, and they’re non–negotiable. You’ve got

me,”

go play

be heard. “No, not like that! You have to do it like this…

for what felt like the 100th time, he asked,

Paul said

finally threw his hands up in defeat.

replied firmly.