"I think it's very likely," someone mused. "Emi's been studying abroad for years, and Paul just returned a few years ago. He continued, "As soon as he returned, he buried himself in work and focused entirely on his studies. He didn't even think about his personal life. I always thought it was becau
The next day, the sun shone brightly, and the academic exchange proceeded as scheduled.The four guest speakers took the stage to present their reports. One of them was Paul. He was last in line while waiting for the three senior professors to finish before it was his turn.But once he began speakin
When Emilia's name was mentioned, Paul immediately thought of the candlestick with hidden confessions in it.However, his expression didn't change. He remained calm and nodded in acknowledgment. "Oh. Now that you mention it, I do remember slightly."Slightly, but not much. That was the truth.Back i
Paul was so direct and so… blunt. It left Emilia frozen as she struggled to process what had just happened.Before she could even let herself hope, he had already sealed her fate with polite yet chilling finality. A bitter taste lingered on her tongue."Ah… I see…"Paul nodded slightly. "I'll go fir
The three-day academic exchange flew by in no time. On the last evening, as usual, there was a banquet.Emilia scanned the room silently, politely brushing off a few younger colleagues who tried to strike up a conversation. Still, the person she was looking for was nowhere to be found."Dr. Blaise."
Jesse clicked his tongue. Paul really had good fortune when it came to women.Paul was originally standing next to him. The next second, he shot forward toward the woman like an arrow. He didn't even bother to grab his luggage.If Jesse hadn't reached out to steady it, the luggage might have rolled
Paul reminded, "Jesse, don't you need to rush home to celebrate your daughter's birthday?"Jesse glanced at his watch. The next second, visible panic spread across his face. "Oh no! I'm going to be late. Here's your luggage. I need to go now! Miranda, see you next time!" With that, he darted off as
Paul's string of compliments left Lionel feeling a little overwhelmed and dizzy. He laughed and said, "Paul, you really have a way with words!" "Mr. Sutton, it's getting late. I'll head back now." Paul got up to take his leave. Huh?Lionel had wanted to keep him there for a few rounds of chess. Ho
"Oh, you're back? What were you guys doing?" Lionel came out of the kitchen, still wearing his apron. He looked a little puzzled when he saw everyone gathered around Paul and Miranda. "Dad…" Miranda was about to go over with the shopping bags, but Paul had already taken them from her before she cou
Jenny's usage of the phrase, "real boyfriend", was quite interesting. As if Miranda even had a fake boyfriend before.Jack spoke up immediately. "Let me do the honors. This is Paul Jefferson, a professor at Bedford College's Faculty of Physics. He's the youngest leading figure in the country for the
A man stood at the entrance. He was tall and imposing, and he had a cold expression on his face. Miranda stood next to him and looked equally stoic. Jenny was taken aback. Shock flashed in her eyes as she asked, "You… Who are you?"Paul stepped forward confidently, still holding Miranda's hand. "I
Quincey couldn't take it anymore when she saw her father getting shut down. "Mom, that's enough. Don't push me too far!""Oh?" Jenny snapped. "Hear that? I'm pushing you too far? Who's the one pushing here, me or you?"Quincey let out a cold laugh. "Don't take your bad mood out on me or Dad. We're n
Harold came in behind Jenny. He was so quiet that his presence was easily overlooked. Meanwhile, Quincey barely said a word as she kept her head down, her eyes glued to the phone. "Rena, you arrived really early this time. I've never seen you and Leonard so enthusiastic before. Guess things have ch
Miranda stood in front of the mirror, tidying up her messy hair. Behind her, Paul was fully dressed. He walked over and wrapped his arms around her. "Stop it, I just fixed my hair… Look, you even smudged my lipstick," Miranda grumbled, pushing him away. "Mimi, the way you said that makes it sound
Miranda glanced at her phone. It was a call from Paul. "Hello, Paul, Merry—"Before she could finish her sentence, she heard the sound of heavy breathing on the other end. Taken aback, Miranda froze for a moment. "What's…""Come outside, Mimi.""What?""I'm out front at your entrance. Come out."As
Austin stuck out his tongue at Yale. "Uncle Yale, shame on you! How can you compare yourself to little kids?" Yale was at a loss for words. Great, he thought, even the kids were bullying him.Suddenly, Susan thought of something and asked, "By the way, where's Paul?" "Oh, he got a phone call earli
Jenny was shocked. "Are they really that powerful?""Of course!" Quincey couldn't help but sigh. "I can't help but admire Miranda sometimes. Back when she needed money, she latched onto a rich young scion. Now that she's still young but craving for status, she went straight for a prominent academic