Miranda was slightly taken aback. "You're giving me your jacket, but what about you…""I'm not cold," Paul responded calmly. "Thank you."As they reached the corner of the street, Paul asked her to wait a moment. He stepped into a nearby convenience store and returned in less than a minute, holding
Miranda noticed the exasperated expression on his face and couldn't help but laugh. "Take it, Uncle Paul. My dad's braised beef is amazing, and not just anyone gets to eat it.""What did you call me?" Paul stepped closer, placing one hand on the wall. "Hmm?"Miranda had nowhere to retreat, so she co
"My dad owns properties—countless properties! He's the one who kicks people out, and no one dares to evict him!" Madison fumed.She continued, "Owning things yourself is the only way to have real power! The college lends us a crummy room, no CPRT, and incomplete fire equipment! "We work ourselves t
Miranda and Madison immediately turned their gaze toward Sebastian.He scratched his head awkwardly, "Why are you two looking at me like that?" It was a bit embarrassing."Seb, what does your family do exactly?" Madison's eyes took on a curious look.Miranda chimed in, "I remember you mentioning tha
On the other end of the phone, Mason remained silent for a long time. "…You're really planning to build your own lab?""Of course!""You're not just acting on impulse?"Madison responded, "Definitely not! We're serious about this!""Alright, ten million, right? I'll transfer it to your account in a
"Why do I need the transferor's signature? What for?"Miranda looked at the staff member in front of her, unable to hold back her question.The staff explained, "The property in question is quite large. Even though you have a formal transfer contract, according to regulations, you still need an addi
Joe responded, "Alright! I'll go—""Never mind," Hansel cut him off. "I'll go myself."…Miranda stood by Joe's desk, not far from the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows. She walked over to the window, standing still as she looked down at the bustling traffic below.In front of her was a lively comm
Miranda snapped out of her thoughts and turned to see who had called her.Hansel stood before her in a well-fitted suit, looking formal. He seemed a bit thinner as his cheeks seemed slightly more hollow than before.As she studied him, Hansel was also greedily taking in the sight of her.She wore a
Esme couldn't help but think that Alex had been truly unlucky to have met her. Not only had he been taken advantage of, but he had no recollection of the incident. Who would have expected that a child would suddenly pop up years later, ruining his engagement party and branding him as a scumbag in f
Sam remained silent. He hadn't wanted to know about Miranda and Paul's relationship in the first place. "Did I never mention it to you?" At this, Lionel paused mid-thought and smacked his forehead. "Now I remember! I meant to tell you last time I was here, but then I got sidetracked and totally for
Out in the hallway, Miranda smiled sweetly and waved at Paul. "Good night, Paul."Paul lingered for a moment before asking, "That's it? Nothing else?""What do you mean?""That's not the impression you were giving me earlier," he muttered. "What did I do?" she asked, puzzled."You gave me a look… a
The table was filled with dishes that smelled and looked delicious. "Paul, your cooking has improved again," Mindy said after having a bite of steak. Lionel pointed at the plate of mashed potatoes and said, "This tastes just like how we do it back in Lumberville. I'm not exaggerating, but most loc
Even while he was busy in the kitchen, Paul didn't neglect Lionel and Mindy. He would occasionally step out to refill their water or steep a fresh pot of tea."Mr. and Mrs. Sutton, what time did you leave home? Was the journey tiring?" Paul asked. "We took a cab from home at around 7:00 am and reac
"Then whose gossip is interesting?" Miranda countered. Paul didn't miss a beat when he replied, "Ours, of course." The next second, he pulled Miranda onto his lap. He stood up from the couch and lifted her in his strong arms effortlessly, carrying her like she weighed nothing. "Oh!" Miranda let o
Miranda thought about it seriously for two seconds before replying, "I'm sorry, Paul. As you heard, my dad wants me to go home for Christmas."Besides, I already spent last year's holidays in Elgerson and didn't go back to Lumberville. I don't know how my dad managed to handle my grandparents back t
"I—" Miranda was about to respond when her phone suddenly rang. She glanced at the screen and turned to Paul with a smile. "Speak of the devil… Some people just appear the moment you mention them."She swiped on her phone to answer, "Hello, Dad?""Mimi, have you eaten yet?" Lionel's voice came thro
Miranda remarked, "You don't seem surprised, either."Paul answered, "The Grahams would never let their only heir be sent to prison. They would definitely find a way to get him out. Even Uncle Damian and Aunt Natalie know that.""Does Winter know?""She does. Uncle Damian said she took it well. She