MasukFelix’s fingers brushed over the velvet box as he looked at Miranda. She reached out and took it back from him. “Thank you.”Felix pressed his lips into a tight line as something dark flickered in his eyes.When he noticed Keith hesitating instead of continuing the report, his fingers tapped the table with a rhythm that carried a hint of irritation.Keith immediately resumed speaking, but from that point on, Felix’s questions became noticeably sharper. Keith managed well enough thanks to his extensive reporting experience, maintaining his composure throughout. Still, by the time they wrapped up, his forehead glistened with a light sweat. The other senior managers wasted no time leaving once the meeting concluded.When Felix stood, a sudden wave of coughing hit him. He braced one hand on the conference table, his knuckles turning white as he struggled to catch his breath.Miranda continued gathering her documents without even glancing in his direction.“Mr. Gibson,” Keith said q
That night, Miranda received a call from Keith. He told her there would be an executive meeting at ten the next morning and asked if she could spare an hour to attend. Miranda agreed.In addition to being a researcher, Miranda was also a business owner with eight companies under her name. That evening, she temporarily set aside her work from DE and opened the financial reports Keith had sent. The two of them went over the details online.The next morning, Miranda put on a tailored royal-blue pantsuit. The pearl stud earrings she chose gave her a clean, polished look. After dropping Mia off at school, she drove to the Moutin Hotel.At the hotel’s breakfast lounge, Miranda dined like any other guest while the general manager and an assistant stayed close by, carefully watching her reactions to the food and service. Once she finished, she walked into the conference room. Sixteen senior executives immediately rose to greet her.“Good morning, Ms. Stone.”Miranda gave a small nod and h
Miranda let out a cold laugh. “No one forced him to be here.”With or without Felix, the meeting would have gone exactly the same.Coco glanced at her, surprised by how sharp Miranda became whenever Felix was mentioned. She kept quiet after that. Clearly the rumors about Miranda wanting to reconcile were nonsense. She had only been trying to give things a small push.When Coco left, a thought struck Miranda. She picked up her phone and dialed Samantha.“Dr. Liam, could you help me get my dad’s last physical exam from the hospital?” she asked.“Of course. Why do you need it all of a sudden?”“It’s nothing. I just want to take a look,” Miranda said without explaining further.“All right. I will call them now.”Ten minutes later, an email arrived. Miranda opened the file, her fingers trembling slightly.It was a five-year-old medical report. Every indicator fell within normal range except for moderate anemia. There was no sign whatsoever of the rare RH-negative blood disorder Eug
The meeting continued, and Felix forced himself to stay focused as the team presented the project updates. Every now and then, his suppressed cough would slip out.Miranda kept her head down, taking notes. Suddenly, Felix spoke up, his voice slightly hoarse. “Miranda, what are your recommendations for the safety testing plan?”She looked up, her expression calm and steady. “The company can activate a level-three protection protocol. The details are on page fifteen of the report.”Felix frowned slightly and flipped to the page.Nothing unusual happened afterward. Once the meeting ended, people began filing out. Ben remained in his seat and glanced toward Felix with concern. “Mr. Gibson, how did you end up catching a cold?”“I got caught in the rain,” Felix replied.“Did you go to the hospital for medicine?”“Not yet. I’ll go in a bit.”Ben blinked. Felix had come to work sick without even stopping by urgent care first. His dedication was impressive, maybe a little too much.“Mi
“Mia, why don't you tell Daddy to go back to Grandma's and change? It's close by.” Miranda spoke to Mia gently, satisfying her concern for Felix while conveniently getting rid of him.“Daddy, you should go wash up and change at Grandma’s. I don’t want you to catch a cold,” Mia said.Felix nodded and smoothed her hair. “Alright. Daddy will head back now.”After he left, Miranda gave Mia a cup of warm water and checked her over again to make sure she had not gotten wet.That night, Miranda cooked two bowls of pasta and enjoyed a quiet evening alone with Mia.*The next morning, when Miranda left the house, Keith had arranged a security car to follow her. For the next month, a protection team would stay close behind her everywhere she went.After dropping Mia off at school, she received a meeting notification from DE. Over the past week, the brain–computer interface project had finally completed its preliminary preparation and was ready to begin.She had taken seven days off, and
Mia had been a high-needs baby from the day she was born. She almost never let anyone else hold her. During those months, Miranda barely slept and hardly ate. Even with both a nanny and a postpartum helper, she could not bring herself to hand Mia over. The moment someone else picked her up, Mia would scream until her tiny face turned bright red.She recognized Miranda’s scent instantly. Anyone else could only hold her for a few minutes before she began squirming and crying. Even when Felix tried to take her, Miranda refused. The entire period left her stretched thin and constantly on edge.Outside, the rain began again, tapping softly against the windows. Miranda drifted into those memories until Gigi padded down the hallway and nudged her knee with its nose. Gigi’s big eyes lifted toward Miranda as if it could sense something was wrong.Miranda reached down and stroked it gently. Gigi had become more perceptive with age. People often joked that she had the intelligence of a seven







