Madison said, "We're not exactly close, but Theodore is a really nice guy. Last time at the botanical garden, everyone just stood there. But he was the only one who stepped up to help. I haven't forgotten that."Sebastian replied, "You've got a great memory."She blinked in confusion."Everyone you
"Hans, what's wrong?" Willow's voice was soft and gentle.Hansel snapped out of his thoughts. He pushed aside the frustration and questions bubbling inside him. He couldn't let his guard down now. After pretending for so long, he had no choice but to keep up the act.If his true intentions were expo
Willow said, "Then, I'll go ahead and order!""Mm," Hansel replied."Madam, I'll have…" She listed off several dishes. Her familiarity with the menu made it clear she was a regular."…Trust me. It's really delicious. It tasted even better than the high-end restaurants!" The waitress enthusiastically
"Really? It tastes more like a drink to me. It's sweet and sour, with a hint of peach." Willow's cheeks flushed slightly. She looked at Hansel with wide, shimmering eyes and tilted her head. "You don't like it?"Hansel didn't give much of a response.She didn't mind and poured herself another drink.
It was another day off, and Sam drove to Miranda's apartment building early in the morning to fetch her and take her to the Garrison estate.Aren and Fiona had been looking forward to Miranda's visit on her day off. They had planned it in advance. As soon as they woke up, they urged Sam to get going
Paul's attention snapped.Silas suddenly jumped up and exclaimed, "I knew it! Paul, looks like you've finally found yourself in this mess." He paused and asked, "Is it because of Miranda?"Paul immediately looked up. "What nonsense are you talking about?""Don't try to hide it from me. You might be
Silas said, "Still pretending you're not into Miranda? You're this worked up over her—it's obvious you care. Guess I finally got you to admit it."Paul stayed silent.Silas continued, "If you're unsure, just ask her. Be direct. You said it yourself—Miranda doesn't like people beating around the bush
Sam stayed by Miranda's side while they were at Aren and Fiona's home. It was fun, and she was genuinely happy. But eventually, the late hour started to take its toll, and fatigue set in.Once she got home, she immediately took a shower. As she was drying her hair and getting ready to go to bed, she
Going downstairs, Miranda found Aren and Paul still sitting at the same spot as before. They were facing each other over the chessboard, deep in thought. She wondered if she had dreamed of taking a nap. "Mimi, are you up already? Come help me take a look. Paul is something else. He's already beaten
On second thought, Sawyer figured that Sam was Miranda's older cousin. It was normal for him to be annoyed after seeing through his intentions. After all, it was natural for families to feel protective over young women like Miranda. Sawyer quickly put on a smile. "Mr. Cooper, you're right. Since I'
Sawyer answered, "Alright."Soon, Miranda entered the house. "Grandma, did you call for me?""Come here, Miranda." Fiona beckoned her over. "Let me introduce you to the young scion of the Jensen family, Sawyer Jensen. You two probably met during the birthday banquet.""Nice to meet you," Miranda gre
Paul remained silent as he watched Sam walk away.How childish.Meanwhile, Miranda frowned. That couldn't be right. She had picked each one carefully and they all looked sweet. Sam was probably unlucky to eat a sour one. Paul and Sam picked two large baskets of strawberries and handed them over to
However, Sam's mind had long wandered elsewhere. Coincidentally, he stepped out of the study with a bright smile on his face when the maid came to call him. Sam hadn't gone to the office as he knew Miranda would be visiting. He specially came to the Garrison estate to wait for her instead. Sure en
Miranda felt that if she didn't find an excuse to get Joli out of the lab, he could easily stay there for an entire day. Then, he would pull another all-nighter. Did Joli really think he had some kind of superpower? He worked nonstop for two days with barely any sleep and no proper meals. Yet, he s
Miranda began, "Grandma, I—" "Aren, can you keep an eye on the fire for me? It's been stewing for three hours, and I just need this last touch. Make sure it's perfect, okay? It's too noisy here, so I'm going out to talk to Mimi."It sounded like Fiona had walked into the living room since the noise
Paul paused, then chuckled. "Why do you ask?"Miranda responded thoughtfully, "Because I think it's you. Am I right?"After a brief pause, he nodded. "Yeah."She smiled. "I knew it… No wonder you said we should let things calm down before making any moves. You'd already planned this beforehand, hadn
Madison sighed. "You don't get it."Sebastian gave her a puzzled look."I'm so stressed out," Madison wailed."What can I do to help?" When he saw the tears in her eyes, Sebastian panicked."I'm not getting enough sleep… Can I cut the morning run by ten minutes?" she sobbed."Sure," he said.Madison