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
"I remember you liked steak but found cutting it troublesome, so you'd rather not eat it. Since then, every time we had Jovanian food, I would cut it for you."Miranda looked at the neatly cut pieces of steak in front of her with an indifferent look. She hadn't come here to eat, and simply sitting w
Hansel's deep gaze locked with hers, and he said softly, "You know what I want."Miranda frowned."It's simple—come back to me. If you do, forget the consent letter, I'll give you anything you want.""That's impossible!" Her answer was absolute and firm."Mimi…" Hansel let out a bitter laugh. "I kno
"It's funny in a certain way." Sam replied.Miranda had to admit he really knew how to twist things in his favor.Sam's smile faded as he suddenly turned serious, "Alright, tell me—what happened? Why did you have to see him? Is there something you need from him?"Miranda raised an eyebrow, feeling a
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
Miranda caught Madison's gaze, paused momentarily, and stood up.Madison thought she had backup and even got a little excited. She cheered in her mind. "With Miranda stepping in, she will shut her down."But instead, Miranda said, "Sorry, Dr. Quimby. This was our mistake. It won't happen again."Mad
Miranda, Madison, and Sebastian arrived at Room 312 right on time.Madison let out a relieved sigh. "2:30 pm on the dot. Perfect timing."They sat for about ten minutes, but no one showed up.Madison frowned. "What's going on? They bailed on us this morning, and now again?""Good thing we didn't sit
Paul said, "Miranda can't make it tonight.""Why not?" Silas frowned. "She's off to training camp."Silas froze for two seconds. "…Wait. What? She's representing the college in the biology division?""Yeah."Silas said, "Now that's a solid pick. They made a good choice this time. What were they thi