When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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Someone chuckled and said, “Not surprising! It’s not surprising at all.”

“You’ve been chatting away, Dr. Young,” another chimed in. “Don’t just stand there. Take a seat. Miranda, you too…”

It was Miranda’s first time attending a private academic gathering, and she was surprised to see that these typically serious professors, scholars, and experts were just like ordinary people.

Among friends, they made light jokes, sometimes spoke out of turn, raised their voices when excited, and laughed heartily when happy

During the meal, Christine, who rarely initiated anything, raised her glass. Everyone knew she was doing it to support Miranda. Miranda understood this, so she responded by drinking a few glasses in return.

After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere became lively.

An older professor, Julian Gardner, started a conversation with Miranda. They discussed their field, moved on to personal goals, and then touched on research papers and experiments. As their conversation deepened, his admiration and surprise became more noticeable.

He laughed and said, “Young people’s minds are just wired differently, huh? Of course, the new generation’s brains are sharper. None of my students think like that. Some people really are on another level.”

again and looked over at Christine. “By the way, Dr. Young, where did you find this student? How come all the good ones seem to end up with you?” He joked about whether she was leaving any

because I have a good eye? I saw her potential right away.

she was joking but couldn’t help but pout. “I’m not trying to steal your student. Who’s saying my

saying that, I have something to bring up. Who was it that complained about their aging eyes and took the tea I’d

about how impressive her student is? Why bring that up?” Julian

a smile. She was about to take another drink when Paul quickly handed her a

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drink too much. It’s the thought that counts–they won’t mind,” he said.

moment, her gaze lingered on him with a slightly dazed,

until Miranda nodded lightly. “Okay.” Under his

it was already 9:00 pm. The night was dark, and the city lights

button had been undone. Even though there was a faint smell of alcohol, they still