Miranda pulled out a red certificate from her bag. On the cover, the words "Tea Master Professional Certificate" were printed in Hebranian and Danglish. It was none other than an Expert Tea Master Professional Certificate. Looking up, Miranda turned to Ingrid and said indifferently, "Is this enough
Miranda continued, "Not to mention Bob Frost's poem, 'Tea is a religion of the art of life,' and a verse by Emma Dickson, 'There is something in the nature of tea that leads us into a world of quiet contemplation of life.'"The poets of old have passed on, but we are still here. We gather here not j
"Mrs. Johnson, is this how the members of your family behave? That's unacceptable. You should teach her some manners before allowing her to appear in public. Aren't you afraid of her disgracing the Johnson family's name?" "I knew your taste wasn't great, but who would've guessed that your judgment
Miranda felt a little embarrassed. "It's not something worth mentioning…"During the six years she was with Hansel, the first two were spent in college. The remaining four years were spent confined in the mansion where her life revolved around him every day. Although Hansel had used love to trap he
Harriet called Miranda excitedly.Susan rarely participated in tea brewing activities. Even when she did, it was more out of obligation than genuine interest. But since she had brewed a pot, Harriet felt Susan's tea needed to be evaluated.Miranda walked over and accidentally made eye contact with S
After hearing that Susan didn't need a ride, Natalie stopped insisting and told the driver to leave.Miranda was waiting for her ride outside the hotel. She greeted everyone who approached her. Natalie knew Miranda had someone coming to get her, so she didn't arrange a ride for her.Paul, who was al
The night was dark and quiet. The only sounds were the keyboards tapping and the handling of lab equipment.Paul glanced over to see Miranda diligently recording data. The light illuminated her face and cast a faint shadow from the bridge of her nose.He had always worked late alone, sometimes even
Lilian thought, "Fine. I'll give you the massage. If anything goes wrong, it isn't my fault anyway. You're the one asking for it."Then, she said, "Okay. Please lie down."Ingrid reclined on the couch. "You only get things done when you're being threatened. Looks like you only learn the hard way. Ho
Walking on the snow-covered ground was a struggle as one foot would be deep in snow, while the other was on the surface. However, it was pure joy for Miranda. As soon as the sky brightened, she rushed downstairs to play in the snow for several days in a row. Ever since Paul went to the lab that da
"It smells amazing…" As soon as Paul stepped into the house, he was greeted by a rich aroma of something baking. Miranda walked out of the kitchen with a smile. She held a slice of rum cake on a plate in her hands. "Your nose is quite sharp, huh?""It smells too good. How could I not smell it?""T
"Just some daily necessities." Miranda's reaction was quick, and she hesitated for only two seconds. Sam's gaze sharpened, and his lips pressed into a thin line. The shipping label on the topmost parcel in the shopping bag gave nothing away, but the word "Durex" was printed on the packing tape wra
Miranda turned and left the alley. She headed toward the supermarket happily. Apart from fresh vegetables and fruits, she also bought butter, heavy cream, flour, and other baking ingredients. She planned to use up those bottles of fresh milk just in time before they expired. On her way home, Miran
After a long silence, Fiona finally spoke again. "Sam, you should think things through carefully before saying them. Once they're said, words can never be taken back.""I know, but I still want to say them," Sam replied. "You say you like Miranda, but what about her? Does she like you?" Fiona's wi
Paul really was a better man than him.At this thought, Hansel lowered his gaze and smiled self-mockingly. It served him right."This is karma," he thought. Hansel wasn't the only one staring blankly out the window, lost in thought. There was also… Sam. The glaring words on his phone screen felt l
Miranda posted nine photos on her social media with a caption, "From my boyfriend."She was frustrated. Why was she restricted to only nine photos on her feed? If she posted more than nine, it would turn into a video automatically. If she could, she would have posted 90 photos. After all, they were
As soon as Miranda stepped out of the building, she swept her gaze across the vast stretch of white snow and saw a man dressed in a down jacket. Paul turned to Miranda with a smile the moment he heard the sound of footsteps. Stunned, Miranda exclaimed in surprise, "Paul? When did you come downstai
After returning from the Garrison estate, Miranda finally learned that Paul had actually abandoned his work at the lab midway just to have dinner with her family."Dr. Jefferson, please come to the lab tomorrow to continue authorizing the access permissions." Esme's flat and emotionless voice came t