Hansel was in the middle of a candlelit dinner with Ingrid at an upscale restaurant. When he saw the messages, his face fell.Ingrid saw how his expression turned dark all of a sudden. "What's wrong?" she asked cautiously. Biting back his anger, Hansel said nothing. He unlocked his phone and typed
Sam didn't ask further. Smiling, he said, "We just opened a bottle of Burgundy. Do you want a glass?"As he spoke, he filled half a glass and handed it to Hansel.Hansel took a small sip. "Not bad." After a pause, he pretended to ask casually, "Didn't you say Miranda was here earlier? How come I don
Studying was dull and boring, but Miranda surprisingly found herself used to it.After another day of class, she went home. Rubbing her shoulders, she was planning on having an early night when she unexpectedly received a call from Christine.Christine first asked how her revision was going, so Mira
"You have a good memory. I remember there's a book in this series that specifically talks about genetic testing. How come I can't find it anymore?"Miranda didn't have photographic memory, but she tended to remember key points.She remembered going through this book in the library a couple days ago.
Ingrid had set an alarm for 7:00 am, but she'd had difficulty waking up. At last, she'd realized that she was going to be late, so she and Abigail had had to run over."Which floor?" Miranda asked, giving her a glance.In contrast to Miranda's calmness, Ingrid appeared disheveled after sprinting ove
Ingrid's heart was beating loudly. She took a deep breath before following Hansel inside.She already knew the mansion was huge and bright, but this was still her first time inside after all. The architecture was very modern, and the color scheme mostly consisted of neutrals. It looked low-key, but
"Hmm?" Hansel raised an eyebrow."Would you dare register my fingerprint here?" Ingrid pointed at the electronic lock on the door. She pulled a sad face, looking like a kicked dog. "I've had to wait outside your door a few times. Look, I have three mosquito bites on my arms and another one on my le
Thanks to Solomon's influence, Miranda saw a major improvement in her productivity. Over the course of just one morning, she'd finished two sets of worksheets.When Solomon checked them, she'd scored 95 marks on both of the worksheets, to his surprise.He'd heard that Miranda had graduated three yea
"By the way, how's your family?" Miranda suddenly asked.Emilia was completely caught off guard. After a long pause, she finally spoke. "How do you know?""I heard from the pea… I mean, Santiago."Emilia's grandmother had been hospitalized recently. Her father had passed away years ago from liver ci
That night, Emilia couldn't sleep. She tossed and turned in bed before finally giving up. She spent the entire night researching everything about Miranda, including her résumé, research direction, and thesis publications…By the time she finished, Emilia had no choice but to admit that Miranda was t
Miranda remarked, "Dr. Vain, do you have a cramp in your eyebrow?"Santiago smirked. "Mimi, you do this every time. Oh, I get it. You actually like this kind of banter, don't you?"Miranda mentally rolled her eyes. Paul was way better at this game.She replied, "I've said this many times before. Ple
Santiago's expression twisted in disbelief. "No… How could you do this?"Harvold was surprised. What did he do?"How could you just open the gate for them so easily?" Santiago demanded."I didn't simply do it," Harvold replied. "Didn't you bring them here the first time?""That was just once! I didn
Miranda asked, "Dr. Vain, did you trip over your tongue?"Santiago was surprised at her reply. She continued, "No, you may not. Please just call me by my given name. Thank you."With that, she packed up her laptop and strode out of the classroom. Santiago stood rooted to the spot, rubbing his nose
Despite Santiago's flamboyant demeanor, he was still competent at his job. At the very least, his training content was useful. Miranda listened attentively to his lecture. Even Madison eventually stopped nitpicking, despite complaining about him the whole time. Santiago ended the class at 5:30 pm,
Although Madison was annoyed, she had to admit that Emilia was right. She could complain all she wanted—after she finished the task. Emilia straightened her expression and began asking questions. Perhaps Madison's emotions hadn't fully calmed down yet. She answered the questions with imprecise term
At 9:00 am, Miranda, Madison and Sebastian arrived at the classroom right on time.But by 9:30 am, Emilia still hadn't shown up.Madison couldn't help but grumble, "Seriously? Don't tell me she took another day off. She's the one who kept nagging us to be on time—where is she?"Sebastian frowned.Mi
Madison hesitated for a few seconds but couldn't hold back. "Dr. Quimby knows the rules better than anyone. So, why break them?"Miranda watched Emilia disappear into the distance, lost in thought.That evening, they skipped the cup noodles. The convenience store had better options—corn dogs, fruit