True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz) novel Chapter 972

Miranda was startled by his question.

She subconsciously stared at Diego and found that his attitude was cold, and his gaze was icy, like the glacier of the North Pole.

Miranda's heart once again jolted. She replied in a low voice, "I think today's meal should be on us. Mr. Carter is your boss after all, and you respect him very much. We shouldn't let them pay, that's why I wanted to go and have a look."

Diego narrowed his eyes and stared at Miranda. He smiled and that gloomy expression on his face became even more strange. "You're right. Go ahead then."

Miranda immediately left.

As soon as she left, the room became much quieter.

William smiled lightly and looked at Diego. He said, "Diego, don't be nervous. It's not a big deal. Just relax."

"It seems that she doesn't want to confess," Diego said. "She doesn't want to confess in front of you."

"Yes. She is not really a smart person, but she thinks she is. People like her have a common problem. They are very stubborn and like to deceive themselves."

William stared at Diego calmly as he spoke. Miranda was obviously not as provoking as she thought she was. Compared to the various kinds of people whom William had fought against throughout his life, Miranda was nothing but a speck of dust.

She wasn't a threat at all.

Therefore, William was in a completely relaxed state.

Meanwhile, Miranda had immediately looked for Heinz as soon as she exited the room.

Heinz deliberately walked very slowly. He found a waiter and ordered a few dishes.

When he came back, Miranda happened to block his path in the corridor.

Heinz merely glanced at her.

"Heinz." Miranda looked at him and said, "You didn't tell Diego about me, did you?"

"What difference does it make? Anyway, you don't actually care. You look unbothered, and you're not scared of anything. Why did you come out to look for me?" Heinz asked back nonchalantly.

"I'm asking you a question. Can you answer me honestly? Don't beat around the bush."

"Am I obligated to answer your question?" Heinz retorted with a sneer.

Miranda took a deep breath at his response. She was about to lose her temper.

"Answer me," she growled.

"What are you doing?" Heinz asked in an equally somber tone, "Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Only then Miranda realized that she could not confront Heinz head-on. She pursed her lips and composed herself before speaking, "We can talk about that again later."

"What do you mean?" Heinz narrowed his eyes and questioned coldly, "Say what you want now. What do you want to talk about?"

"It's about Marry." Miranda replied, "We'll talk about it later. I'm warning you, don't you dare tell Diego about our meeting."

Heinz thought for a moment and responded, "Okay, I won't say anything from now on."

"Do you really mean that?" Miranda asked with uncertainty.