When fate plays its hand
Posted on July 27, 2025 ยท 0 mins read
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Miranda had noticed from their previous encounters that Susan didnโ€™t seem to like her very much. Given that impression, she thought it was best to act as if they were strangers. After all, apart from a few chance meetings, they didnโ€™t have a real connection.

Susan, on the other hand, subconsciously frowned. This young woman, besides not fitting her taste in looks, also seemed to lack basic manners.

As they passed each other, Miranda didnโ€™t say anything, and Susan also quickly walked away.

โ€œMimi, where did you go? Come over here, Iโ€™ve already picked something,โ€ Mindy called out to her. โ€œThat fast? I just went to the restroom, and I didnโ€™t even get to see you try anything onโ€ฆโ€

โ€œIโ€™ll show you when we get back,โ€ Mindy said with a smile.

โ€œAlright, sounds good.โ€

Mindy then casually mentioned, โ€œI ran into a lady earlier; I helped her choose a few dresses, and she mentioned that her son is reading โ€˜Seven Daysโ€™โ€ฆโ€

Meanwhile, far away in the lab, Paul sneezed several times in a row.

Silas couldnโ€™t resist teasing him, โ€œPaul, with all those sneezes, there must be a lot of women thinking about you.โ€

Paul gave him a deadpan look. โ€œYou seem to have a lot of free time.โ€

Silasโ€™s smile instantly froze as he felt a sense of impending doom.

โ€œYou should go to the academic conference at the Regency Hotel tomorrow,โ€ Paul added.

โ€œWait, what? No, please!โ€ Silas exclaimed in distress.

Sandy snickered on the side. โ€œServes you right! Always trying to butt into other peopleโ€™s business.โ€

After the family of three finished shopping, it was already 6:00 pm. Hence, they decided to have dinner at the mall.

Just as Mindy and Miranda were discussing what to eat, Warren called. He told them that he had already booked a restaurant and asked them to head to the mallโ€™s basement level.

Mindy hesitated, โ€œAre you sure? We donโ€™t want to impose on you for dinner.โ€

โ€œCome on, I invited you to Elgerson for the book signing. If you think about it, I should cover everything, from your meals to your stay. Dinner is the least I could do, and really, Iโ€™m gaining more from this,โ€ Warren said, his voice as cheerful and vibrant as always.

Knowing that Mindy preferred lighter flavors since they were from Lumberville, Warren had chosen a private family restaurant that was popular among both locals and visitors. The place was usually packed, so he had made sure to reserve a private room in advance.

The room had a large window that overlooked the adjacent Old Town Street, which had recently been developed with several trendy spots for people to visit.

It gave the feeling of being in a serene mountain setting while looking out at the bustling city.

Throughout the meal, Warren was a perfect host. He took the time to understand everyoneโ€™s food preferences, ordered dishes efficiently, and made sure everything was just right. He was considerate without being overbearing, striking the perfect balance of hospitality.

Even Miranda had to admit that Warren was exceptionally good at handling people. As for Mindy, she was completely at ease. They talked like they were old friends, discussing the outline of Mindyโ€™s new book. Miranda also noticed a transformation in her motherโ€™s demeanor.

In the past, conversations with editors often ended in arguments or raised voices, and any mention of her next book seemed to drain her energy. But now, her eyes sparkled with enthusiasm, and she seemed genuinely motivated.

Miranda knew that these changes in her mom were largely due to Warrenโ€™s influence. And it was Zach who had introduced Warren to her in the first place.

Later, while they were washing their hands in the restroom, Mindy suddenly said, โ€œYou know, we really should thank that friend of yours who introduced us to Mr. Stone.

โ€œIf it werenโ€™t for him, I wouldnโ€™t be where I am now, and โ€˜Seven Daysโ€˜ wouldnโ€™t exist. We should invite him for a meal sometime, as a family, and thank him properly.โ€

โ€œSure,โ€ Miranda agreed with a nod.


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