Semua Bab Mr. CEO, Your Ex-Wife Is Absolutely Killing It in the Research World!: Bab 341 - Bab 350

With Leo’s arm around her waist, Miranda managed to steady herself. She rubbed her temples, trying to suppress the wave of dizziness that washed over her.When she looked up, her eyes met Felix’s deep, unreadable gaze. For a moment, the hallway seemed to freeze.Xena was the first to speak, her tone carrying deliberate surprise. “Miranda, what’s going on here?” Her eyes flicked pointedly to where Leo’s hand rested at Miranda’s waist.Miranda subtly stepped out of Leo’s hold and said calmly, “Just a bit of low blood sugar.”Felix’s gaze lingered on her face. She looked paler than usual.Sensing the tension, Leo quickly explained, “Ms. Stone rushed over as soon as she got the call. She probably just got a little lightheaded.”Felix frowned slightly. “You don’t look well. Maybe you should go home and rest.”Xena’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Was Felix actually showing concern for Miranda?” she thought bitterly.“I’m fine,” Miranda said, avoiding his gaze. She turned to Leo. “How’s

Xena brushed her hair back and said coldly, “Miranda ruined my position as goodwill ambassador. I’m not exactly in a good mood.”Hayden replied, “Now that she and Leo seem to be getting closer, maybe someday you two might—”“I’m not afraid of her,” Xena interrupted impatiently.Hayden sighed. “Leo and Felix don’t seem as close as they used to be either.” The once inseparable trio had clearly begun to drift apart, though he couldn’t pinpoint when it started.“That’s because of Miranda too.” Xena bit her lip and turned to him. “Hayden, do you think the Lincoln family would ever accept her?”The question caught Hayden off guard. He hadn’t really thought about it. After a moment of consideration, he said, “Hard to say.”“You mean they’d actually accept a divorced woman?” Xena looked shocked. She didn’t know the Lincolns well, but they were one of the wealthiest families in Atlantis City. “Surely they wouldn’t let their son marry a divorcée,” she thought.Hayden shook his head. “

“But if Miranda really pulls it off this time, it’ll be huge. Maybe she could even—”Fiona cut Coco off mid-sentence. “What, are you about to say the next Nobel Prize will go to her?”Coco nodded. “It’s possible, isn’t it?”Fiona let out a short laugh. “You give her way too much credit. Even her father never came close to that award. What makes you think she could?”Coco puffed out her cheeks. “Still, if someone from our lab ever won a Nobel, it’d be amazing.”Fiona crossed her arms, confident. “If anyone here gets one, it’ll be James, not her.”“But Miranda’s project really does have that kind of potential,” Coco argued softly.Fiona shot her an annoyed look. “What’s with you lately? Always singing her praises. Has she ever done anything for you? Don’t forget who brought you into this lab.”Coco forced a quick, apologetic smile and said nothing more.*A week later, Miranda’s team was deep in work.As Miranda stepped out of the lab, her assistant, Layla, hurried toward her.

Samantha returned to the lab with Miranda but didn’t mention Felix’s demand to speed up progress. Instead, she spoke in a gentler tone, encouraging her to find balance while pushing for another breakthrough.Miranda was a sensitive person. Just yesterday, Samantha had promised her three days off, yet now she was suddenly urging her to work faster. It was obvious someone had pressured her and that someone was Felix.He had come all the way there today just to make sure things stayed on schedule.Knowing what kind of man he was, Miranda didn’t take it personally. Felix had always been a workaholic, the kind of man who measured everything in data—work, life, even love. He operated like a machine, one that followed strict rules and expected clear results. Since he had invested in the project, he would naturally expect a return.Miranda promised to speed things up. Samantha gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “Just don’t overdo it. Research takes patience. You can’t rush good wor

Miranda waited in the lounge when she heard a woman’s voice at the door.“Where’s Felix?” It was Sienna.“Mr. Gibson hasn’t arrived yet,” the assistant replied. “Would you like me to call his aide to check?”“No need,” Sienna said with a teasing smile. “Let’s not interrupt him while he’s enjoying some quality time with his future wife.”The comment made Miranda pause, stirring memories she would rather forget. Felix had always been almost obsessively punctual. The only times he was ever late were after nights when he had completely worn himself out.The assistant asked again, “Would you like to wait for Mr. Gibson, then?”Sienna waved her off. “Forget it. I’ll come back later.” She turned and left. The assistant didn’t mention that Miranda was there. If Sienna found out, she would probably stop in just to stir up trouble.Miranda waited another forty minutes. Her fingers tapped impatiently on the table. She glanced at her watch. It was 9:50 a.m. Felix still hadn’t shown up.“