Miranda turned to look behind her.She wasn't sure when Paul had arrived or how long he had been standing there, but his eyes were filled with amusement. His gaze fell to the pile of crumbled snowballs at her feet, and his smile deepened."Playing in the snow again?" he asked.Miranda replied with a
"Wait, hold on… why are you even asking this? Is rolling snowballs part of our lab's annual performance review? No way…" Silas stared at Paul incredulously. Was snowball-rolling a new requirement for researchers?"Be serious," Paul snapped. "Don't joke around. I'm asking you something important, so
While Paul was huffing and puffing, trying to master rolling a snowball, Miranda was in the lab, deeply engrossed in logging data. Madison and Sebastian had already gone home, leaving her alone.Initially, Miranda felt a little off without Madison's constant chatter filling the space. But as soon as
"Let's roll a big snowball," Paul said as he eagerly rolled up his sleeves, ready to start.Miranda tilted her head and grinned. "Dr. Jefferson, let's skip the snowball. How about we build a snowman instead? Wouldn't that be better?"Paul paused, clearly caught off guard."You said you can do everyt
Miranda initially wanted to decline. However, Sam said, "Grandma insisted. If you refuse, she'll be disappointed." His words left her with no room to argue. At 11:30 am, Sam arrived with lunch. Miranda went to the entrance to meet him."Why did you come out? I could've come in myself," Sam remarke
Paul showed no hesitation and readily agreed.Sam's expression darkened. "I'm sorry, but I just remembered we don't have extra plates or utensils.""There are disposable ones in the cupboard," Miranda interjected, standing up. "I'll grab them."She left the room before either man could respond.Paul
Paul stated plainly, "My feelings are straightforward and honorable. There's nothing shameful about them, so why wouldn't I admit it?"Sam locked eyes with him, clenching his fists tightly. For the first time, he felt an unfamiliar sense of defeat."Does Miranda know?" he asked.Paul didn't hide any
"Role model?" Paul asked."Mm-hmm," Miranda replied.Paul's curiosity was piqued. "Sounds like there's a story behind that?""Not a story—a mishap.""Can I hear about it?""It's not a secret. It happened because we skipped the review step and ended up making a mistake with a decimal point. The data
Emilia was at a loss for words. After a long pause, she finally spoke again. "One last question. Did you reject my résumé because I truly wasn't a good fit, or was it because… I gave you that candle?"Paul answered, "You truly weren't a good fit."He hesitated for a moment before elaborating, "Your
Only a fairy like Miranda could tame a slave driver like Paul!Bryan added, "You really saved the day and brought peace on earth."Miranda chuckled. "You guys are really too dramatic."As Sandy took the plate of food Paul handed to her, she pointed at the computer screen nearby. "Let me tell you, we
The person on the other end was shocked. "How is that possible?"Realizing he might have overreacted, he quickly added, "Maybe… they just haven't sent out all the notifications yet. My qualifications aren't as good as yours, and my research achievements are much weaker. There's no reason I got selec
Winter soon ended her call with Miranda, feeling dejected. She tossed and turned in bed, an uneasy creeping up within her. Suddenly, she sat up. "Why do I feel like I got tricked?"Meanwhile, Miranda hummed a tune after the call. Feeling good, she went to take a shower. After drying her hair, she
As Miranda and Paul reached the apartment building, she couldn't help but ask, "Why do you keep touching your head?"Instinctively, Paul rubbed his head again. "Tsk, that kid pulled really hard. I bet he yanked out a few strands of hair.""Yanked?" Miranda was puzzled. Paul nodded. "It felt a littl
Miranda nodded. "Alright. How about I trade the stuffed toys for you?"Austin's eyes widened in shock. "You want me?""Yes.""No way! Human trafficking is illegal!"Miranda retorted, "This isn't trafficking. It's a prize, so no money is involved.""It's still not allowed!""Why not?"Austin spoke cl
Someone in the crowd started to cheer, while others clapped. Paul and Miranda exchanged a glance and came to the same decision. "Let's run!" They finally stopped after putting some distance between themselves and the crowd. Miranda shot him a look. "Don't ambush me like that next time."Paul def
"Okay," Paul agreed without hesitation. The square was bustling with people, brimming with excitement and energy.To the left was the dance area, where a group of elderly women were swaying their hips to the music. They were surprisingly in sync. To the right, street vendors lined the walkway, sel
Just as Zach thought he had turned the tables, Winter pinched the softest part of his waist and twisted it a full 180 degrees. "Ouch!" he yelped in pain. Winter flashed him a sweet smile. "What do you think I'm doing?"Zach didn't reply. It was better to not mess with a fierce tigress like her!Wi