When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0885

The two of them had gotten into the pickup truck at 7:30 am. Sam was unable to handle the bumpy ride and ended up vomiting.

Paul turned his head to look out the window.

After he rinsed his mouth with bottled water, the first thing Sam said was, “I’m not carsick.

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His next words were, “There’s something wrong with your bread.”

“Oh,” Paul replied.

“I’m really not carsick.”

“I didn’t say that you’re carsick.”

Sam didn’t respond. He knew from Paul’s expression and actions that he was thinking it.

Paul felt a little wronged by Sam’s accusatory look, but he really wanted to laugh at him.

Micah noticed his condition and offered kindly, “If you’re carsick, open the windows and let the cold air in. It’ll help.”

Sam insisted, “I! Wasn’t! Carsick!”

so prideful. What’s wrong with

saying, you must have had

in my car a few days ago. A young man was just like him. He was

and sat up straighter. “Were they

“Huh? You know them?”

to ask Micah about the Cliffords. In the course

pretended not to know anything, refusing

bank cards, but he had no cash. Just as he was feeling frustrated, a thick wad of hundred–dollar bills appeared before his eyes. He followed the hand holding the cash to see

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with his eyes.

the bag by Paul’s side and silently accepted the money. He resolved inwardly to bring a bag

Sam lit a cigarette for himself and took a few puffs. Then,

attention, making him turn around to look in Sam’s direction. Sam raised

He didn’t expect a proud man like Sam to humble himself and address a truck driver in

were gleaming with the sharpness and cunning of a businessman. Paul said nothing, as he knew

took the cigarette without hesitation. He said with a smile, “Thanks! And it’s Winston, no less. I knew it

smirked. “You’ve got

course! Good tobacco is

tuck the cigarette behind his ear. He offered with a quick

no need

cigarette in his mouth instead of behind his