When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

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“Overseas?” Mindy asked, feeling stunned.

“Yes,” Miranda confirmed. “In Southeast Alanda, both the e-book and physical sales of ‘Murder

and ‘The Deserted School‘ have consistently ranked among the top sellers.”

Mindy was taken aback again. “I didn’t even know those books were released overseas...”

“I did sestimates,” Miranda continued. “The total revenue from these books over the years is at least

She held up five fingers.

Lionel guessed, “Half a million?”

“Be bolder, Dad.”

“Five million?” Lionel asked, eyes widening

Miranda shook her head. “50 million.” And that was a conservative estimate.

Lionel was left speechless.

“Mom,” Miranda said gently, sitting beside Mindy and taking her hand, “I know you must be feeling overwhelmed

right now, but the past is the past. With the contract expiring, this marks the end of those ten deeply tied years

with Edith,”

“The most important thing now is figuring out how to make up for lost time. | understand that, more than the

financial losses, what hurts you the most is seeing your work buried and unrecognized.

“How many decades does a writer have to create?”

Mindy turned away, her shoulders starting to tremble.

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“I've sent your completed but unpublished works to an editor. You should meet him. He'll guide you on

what to do next...”

Taking a deep breath, Mindy nodded, “Alright.”

That night, faint sobbing could be heard from the guest room, accompanied by Lionel’s gentle words of

comfort.

Miranda lay awake, staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep.

The following day, Miranda and Lionel accompanied Mindy to a café. It was nestled behind an office. building

that was almost empty, with just a few patrons sitting around since the lunchtcrowd had dispersed.

A fluffy Ragdoll cat lazily sprawled over the counter. Hearing the door chime, it only yawned before closing its

eyes again.

By the window sat a man with a square face, wearing black-rimmed glasses, a simple white shirt, and casual

trousers. He exuded a scholarly, upright demeanor. He glanced outside the large window, seemingly waiting for

someone.

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When he heard the door chime, he turned back, eyes lighting up as he quickly stood and walked toward Mindy.

“Hello, Ms. Harrison,” he greeted. “I'm Warren Stone from Ten Directions Publishing.” He then nodded politely

toward Miranda and Lionel.

“We'll leave you to talk,” Miranda said, looking at her mother. “Dad and | will wait outside.”

Mindy nodded.

Warren pulled out a chair for her and called over a server, asking what she would like to drink.

Mindy, feeling unenthused, ordered just a glass of lemonade.

Since yesterday, she had felt adrift, overwhelmed by a deep, unspeakable sadness, not knowing whom to blame

or where to channel her pain.

For ten years, she'd entrusted her entire career to Edith. Despite being rejected countless times, she never

doubted Edith’s integrity.

Having her trust betrayed just cut too deeply.

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“What?” Mindy was stunned for a full 30 seconds before she processed his words, still bewildered.

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