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At the airport arrivals hall, a neatly dressed man in his forties approached them. “Dr. Lewis, Mr. Gibson, I’m here to pick you up.”“Thank you,” Felix said, shaking his hand.They got into the car and headed straight for the guesthouse at the National Military Medical University.The next morning, a knock sounded on Miranda’s door. When she opened it, a young assistant stood there holding a file. “Dr. Stone, these are today’s conference materials and the schedule.”Miranda smiled. “Thank you.”She made her way to the morning session, but unfamiliar with the campus layout, she arrived just as the meeting was about to begin. The hall was already packed. Miranda bent slightly to look for her seat when an usher approached.“Excuse me, may I have your name?”“Miranda Stone.”“Oh! You’re in the front row.”Miranda froze. The front row was usually reserved for senior professors and institutional heads.Led by the usher, she walked to her seat and was startled to see her nameplate p

The lights inside the exhibition hall cast a soft glow over each display. Miranda made a point of staying far from where Felix stood. He was talking with Dr. Zeller. From what she had heard, Felix was hoping to start some kind of partnership with the National Military Medical University, which explained why Dr. Zeller was personally showing him around.They spent the entire morning at the museum. In the afternoon, Dr. Jensen gave a lecture that was both engaging and insightful. By the end of the day, Miranda felt full of new ideas.Her flight back to Atlantis City was scheduled for three o’clock the next afternoon. She thought she would go out that evening to pick up a small gift for Mia.A taxi pulled up, and Miranda opened the door and got in, asking the driver to take her toward downtown Hamilton.As she sat back, enjoying the city scenery through the window, her phone buzzed with a new message. She glanced down, her eyes widening slightly when she saw who it was—Mike Lloyd.

Miranda had wondered whether she might run into Felix at the airport, but thankfully, he wasn’t on her flight.When she returned to Atlantis City, the first thing she did was pick up Mia and take her home. Susan had once often invited Miranda over to the Gibson estate for dinner, but over time, she came to understand that even if she asked, Miranda would never accept.“Mia, say goodbye to Grandma.”“Goodbye, Grandma.”Mia had spent three days at Gibson estate and was clearly missing Miranda.That evening, Mrs. Young prepared a hearty dinner. The gift Miranda had mailed from Hamilton had already arrived, and Mia was overjoyed, spinning around the living room with it in her arms.“Thank you, Mommy. I love you the most,” Mia said, puckering her lips for a kiss.Miranda crouched down, smiling as she leaned in to let Mia kiss her cheek. She half-expected Mia to ask about Felix, but to her relief, Mia said nothing even as bedtime came. Miranda finally exhaled.Her birthday, December

At nine o’clock, Felix returned to the Gibson estate. Mrs. Gibson Sr. hadn’t been feeling well lately, so he made it a point to come home almost every night.She was sitting on the sofa watching television. Just a few days ago, she had seen Miranda and Felix appear together on the news, which had stirred a quiet sense of hope in her heart.“Grandma, it’s so late. Why aren’t you in bed yet?” Sienna asked as she walked into the room.“I’m waiting for Felix,” Mrs. Gibson Sr. said.“Do you feel unwell?” Sienna asked with concern.“No, I just need to remind him about something.”Just then, Felix stepped into the living room.“Felix, come here,” Mrs. Gibson Sr. called, motioning for him to approach.He took off his dark overcoat and handed it to the housekeeper. Dressed in a black turtleneck, his tall, lean frame looked even more refined and striking under the warm light.Sienna glanced curiously at Mrs. Gibson Sr., wondering what she wanted to say to him.Once Felix sat down, Mrs.

“Mr. Gibson, there’s really no need for you to attend these routine meetings in person,” Miranda said evenly.The hotel manager quickly stepped in to explain. “Ms. Stone, Mr. Gibson came to discuss the next quarter’s partnership plans, and it just happened to coincide with our weekly meeting, so—”A faint smile tugged at Felix’s lips. “Am I not welcome here?”Miranda took her seat at the head of the table and gestured politely. “Let’s begin.”Once the meeting started, each department head gave their reports in turn. Miranda listened attentively, occasionally jotting down notes.Felix didn’t speak, sitting quietly as an observer.When the marketing director began presenting the budget for the next quarter, Felix spoke up. “I suggest increasing investment in new media channels, especially short-form video platforms. They’ll deliver much better results.”“The proposal from Mr. Gibson is already under consideration,” the director said quickly. “Based on market data, it does seem lik