When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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Chapter 0929

Miranda spoke in a tone that was neither hot nor cold, her attitude as indifferent as always.

Elizabeth couldn’t help but glance inside the room. “Have you seen Dr. Jefferson?”

“Yes, we met at the banquet. We came back together.”

“And after that?” Elizabeth asked anxiously.

“After what?” Miranda looked puzzled.

“After returning from the banquet. Did he come to see you?”

Miranda frowned and gave her a strange look. “Should Dr. Jefferson come to see me at this hour?”

“I… I didn’t mean it that way.” Elizabeth forced a dry laugh.

Miranda scrutinized her from head to toe. Suddenly, a sharp glint flashed in her eyes. “You’re acting strange right now. Did something happen to Dr. Jefferson?”

if she was about to go knock on Paul’s door. Elizabeth quickly stopped her. “You. What are

what did you mean by

I was just asking a casual question to see if Dr. Jefferson had come

and walked back to her own room. She muttered as she went, “You’re so

toward the bathroom. The large bathtub was filled with water. Not only that, but the water had overflowed onto the bathroom floor because the faucet had been left running. The whole floor was wet. Miranda stepped into the water and approached the bathtub. A man was lying inside his bathrobe partially open. His eyes were tightly shut as he

was none other than Paul, who had vanished from his room! He slowly opened his eyes when he heard

when their gazes met. His eyes, which were usually

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bloodshot and fogged over. Through the haze in his eyes, she could see the struggle, restraint, and

Jefferson…” she called to him

an abyss. He said

Miranda remained silent.

“Tell me,” he pressed.

could only reply truthfully,

a bitter laugh at the mention of her name. His laugh was filled with realization and anger on top of

his breathing had grown more labored. “You

“Leave,” Paul said.

Miranda was stunned.

word deliberately. “Get out