Chapter 0024
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Chapter 0024
Winter loved ceviche, so she picked ceviche made from fresh salmon and some other common seafood dishes.
Miranda wasnt used to eating raw food. She picked pasta and cured fish slices.
The pasta tasted average, but the ingredients were exceptionally fresh.
Noting that she was more modest with her choice of food, Winter teased her. This salmon is really tender. Are you sure you dont want to try some? Who knows, you might come to enjoy it.
Miranda declined. You know me, I cant accept raw food. Ill just have my pasta.
All these years, and you havent changed a bit.
From the first day Winter had met Miranda, shed realized the latters preferences never changed. Likewise, the things she hated remained the same.
Winter continued, As a matter of fact, Ive missed the spa for a few days now. My hands have become coarse.
She sighed at the mention of this. She commented, Its all my dads fault. Hes been urging me to go on blind dates recently. Not only did my mom allow him to do so, but she also helped him trick me.
Its not like they cant afford to let me live with them. Why would they go to that extent? Besides, if a genius like Paul is still single, why should I worry about marriage?
At the mention of Paul, Miranda remembered that it had been some time.
since shed last met him.
Although they were neighbors, they were both busy with their own matters. Since the day theyd had fondue together, shed only met him once when shed given him some sandwiches.
Winter didnt realize that Miranda was distracted. She took a piece of cured fish slice as she recalled what had happened the last time. What happened. after you visited Dr. Young with Paul?
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Miranda took another bite of her pasta. She chewed and swallowed before telling Winter what happened.
Thats the whole story. Dr. Young reserved a spot for me, so I must pass the postgraduate admission exams this year.
Winter clapped her hands. Way to go! I like it when youre confident! As a reward, Ill take you somewhere this weekend. How about that?
Miranda asked, Where would that be?
Youll know when the time comes.
After lunch, Winter drove Miranda back to the library since the latter strongly insisted on it. It was still early, and she could study a little more.
After completing two sets of exercises, she looked up and noticed that the sun was already setting. Her seat was by the window. The golden rays fell through the window and cast a golden hue over her, radiating warmth.
Miranda stretched. Shed just packed her books and exercises when she heard the broadcast reminding the library patrons that the library was closing.
Picking up her bag, she left on time.
The orange sunset set the sky on fire. Colors overlapped each other, starting out pale and ending with a deep, rich tone. It was like a vibrant oil painting.
Miranda slowed down as she started thinking about dinner. Before she realized it, she reached her apartment, where a black figure appeared out of nowhere.
One week ago, Pauls latest experiment had yielded a data error. Hed stayed up for days repeating the steps, but the results had been unsatisfactory.
The coordinator was a middleaged man in his 40s, Blake Gibson. Hed been there from the start since Paul had taken over the research.
Now that there was something wrong with the experiment, Blake seemed worried. The results showed that we were in the right direction in the beginning. Wed been carrying out the experiment as usual. Why would there
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be an error?
Paul frowned. The purpose of carrying out experiments is so that we can make trials and errors. The results arent everything.
But when there is a data error, it means theres a mistake. Weve repeated the same mistake dozens of times. Is one whole week insufficient to prove that?
Blake glanced at Paul. He tentatively asked, Why dont we stop when we can since we cant proceed any further? Its not wrong to try another method.
Paul was expressionless. Through his glasses, his sharp gaze landed on Blake. Are you worried that the experiment will fail?
Or perhaps you think Dr. Greens method is more aligned with your idea of prioritizing profits?
ved ceviche, so she picked ceviche made from fresh salmon and some other common seafood dishes.
Miranda wasnt used to eating raw food. She picked pasta and cured fish slices.
The pasta tasted average, but the ingredients were exceptionally fresh.
Noting that she was more modest with her choice of food, Winter teased her. This salmon is really tender. Are you sure you dont want to try some? Who knows, you might come to enjoy it.
Miranda declined. You know me, I cant accept raw food. Ill just have my pasta.
All these years, and you havent changed a bit.
From the first day Winter had met Miranda, shed realized the latters preferences never changed. Likewise, the things she hated remained the same.
Winter continued, As a matter of fact, Ive missed the spa for a few days now. My hands have become coarse.
She sighed at the mention of this. She commented, Its all my dads fault. Hes been urging me to go on blind dates recently. Not only did my mom allow him to do so, but she also helped him trick me.
Its not like they cant afford to let me live with them. Why would they go to that extent? Besides, if a genius like Paul is still single, why should I worry about marriage?
At the mention of Paul, Miranda remembered that it had been some time.
since shed last met him.
Although they were neighbors, they were both busy with their own matters. Since the day theyd had fondue together, shed only met him once when shed given him some sandwiches.
Winter didnt realize that Miranda was distracted. She took a piece of cured fish slice as she recalled what had happened the last time. What happened. after you visited Dr. Young with Paul?
+15 BONUS
Miranda took another bite of her pasta. She chewed and swallowed before telling Winter what happened.
Thats the whole story. Dr. Young reserved a spot for me, so I must pass the postgraduate admission exams this year.
Winter clapped her hands. Way to go! I like it when youre confident! As a reward, Ill take you somewhere this weekend. How about that?
Miranda asked, Where would that be?
Youll know when the time comes.
After lunch, Winter drove Miranda back to the library since the latter strongly insisted on it. It was still early, and she could study a little more.
After completing two sets of exercises, she looked up and noticed that the sun was already setting. Her seat was by the window. The golden rays fell through the window and cast a golden hue over her, radiating warmth.
Miranda stretched. Shed just packed her books and exercises when she heard the broadcast reminding the library patrons that the library was closing.
Picking up her bag, she left on time.
The orange sunset set the sky on fire. Colors overlapped each other, starting out pale and ending with a deep, rich tone. It was like a vibrant oil painting.
Miranda slowed down as she started thinking about dinner. Before she realized it, she reached her apartment, where a black figure appeared out of nowhere.
One week ago, Pauls latest experiment had yielded a data error. Hed stayed up for days repeating the steps, but the results had been unsatisfactory.
The coordinator was a middleaged man in his 40s, Blake Gibson. Hed been there from the start since Paul had taken over the research.
Now that there was something wrong with the experiment, Blake seemed worried. The results showed that we were in the right direction in the beginning. Wed been carrying out the experiment as usual. Why would there
LISBONUS
be an error?
Paul frowned. The purpose of carrying out experiments is so that we can make trials and errors. The results arent everything.
But when there is a data error, it means theres a mistake. Weve repeated the same mistake dozens of times. Is one whole week insufficient to prove that?
Blake glanced at Paul. He tentatively asked, Why dont we stop when we can since we cant proceed any further? Its not wrong to try another method.
Paul was expressionless. Through his glasses, his sharp gaze landed on Blake. Are you worried that the experiment will fail?
Or perhaps you think Dr. Greens method is more aligned with your idea of prioritizing profits?