When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0821

In the blink of an eye, it was the day before Easter. The sounds of the parade with hymns and prayers echoed through the streets, while the warm spring breeze brought the festive spirit indoors.

“Morning, Mimi. Why didn’t you sleep in a little longer?”

“Morning, Grandpa!” Miranda had just come downstairs when she spotted Aren in the living room, brewing tea. There was a pair of walnut–colored hand warmers resting by his side.

“What do you feel like having for breakfast?”

“Whatever’s in the kitchen is fine–I’m not picky,” Miranda replied with a smile.

After breakfast, it was only 8:30 am. Assuming Lionel and Mindy were still asleep, Miranda prepared to head upstairs to call them. To her surprise, Mindy had already retreated to the study with her laptop, while Lionel had gone out shopping with Fiona.

By 7:00 am, before the sun even rose, Lionel and Fiona had set off for the morning market with the driver. They returned by 9:30 am, and they seemed to have grown closer.

“Lionel, you really know so much! You even know how to haggle!” Fiona exclaimed in awe.

“Oh, not at all! I just buy groceries often, so maybe I have a tiny bit more experience than others…” Lionel chuckled.

simple compliment left him blushing

only two chefs and a driver. As soon as Fiona got

noon, the family gathered for a simple meal, though “simple”

living room for a few rounds of chess after her nap, enjoying the relaxed holiday atmosphere. Afterward, she helped prepare Easter baskets for

stacks of brightly colored baskets on the coffee table, each adorned with ribbons and tags bearing cheerful Easter greetings. Some were filled with larger chocolate bunnies, others with assorted candles, and smaller ones

and counted–30 of each size. It was

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other goodies, she couldn’t help but ask, “Do we really have this many family

this year’s different. We’re

his words. For years, Aren and Fiona had spent most of their time abroad, often celebrating holidays quietly and without much fanfare. Visiting family or hosting large gatherings hadn’t been

reunited, Aren and Fiona had rekindled their desire to connect with

over the years, we lost touch with

rebuild those bonds. Part of it is for the joy of having family and friends around. A lively house feels more like home. But it’s also practical as rebuilding

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to us down the line, or if