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?”

With that, Miranda stepped forward, as if she was about to go knock on Paul’s door. Elizabeth quickly stopped her. “You. What are you doing? Dr. Jefferson must already be resting. Why would you go and disturb him?”

you mean by

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

room. She muttered as she went, “You’re

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 submerged himself completely in the cold water, his breathing restrained. Despite his

vanished from his room! He slowly opened his eyes when he

met. His eyes, which were usually calm and

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eyes, she could see the struggle, restraint, and torment buried deep

called to him

were as deep as an abyss. He said through gritted teeth, “Who was

Miranda remained silent.

“Tell me,” he pressed.

only

mention of her name. His laugh was filled with

breathing had grown more labored. “You can’t stay

“Leave,” Paul said.

Miranda was stunned.

emphasized each word deliberately. “Get out