As Miranda was about to get off the car, her phone rang. It was the delivery guy. "Hello, Miss Miranda, you have a few packages that need to be picked up downstairs."

Miranda saw the delivery guy not far from the car, with several packages on a small cart. She turned to Nash for help, "Nash, could you help me? These are the light bulbs I ordered, and my home's light bulbs are not working."

Nash did not respond immediately. However, a few seconds later, he got out of the car.

Five minutes later, Nash had Quincy bring the cart and Miranda to her floor. However, he gave Quincy a meaningful look. Understanding his intention, Quincy unpacked the packages and helped replace the light bulbs.

Nash was about to call Nina when Miranda accidentally bumped into him.

"Ah!"

Miranda let out an involuntary cry of pain as the blueberry juice in her hand spilled all over Nash.

Nash frowned, and the next moment he heard Miranda's apology, "Nash, I'm sorry. This blueberry juice is from a brand my friend created. It's really good, and I wanted you to try it. I did not mean to be so clumsy."

calmly. Though his white shirt was now stained with blueberry juice, he noticed the broken glass on

go back and change. I have disposable bathrobes. You go take a shower and change first. Let Quincy prepare a clean set of

Miranda took a sharp

should hire

I have some

Nash stopped her, succinct yet

finger was still bleeding profusely. She pressed her lips together. "I don't think you

Without delay, Nash helped

mess lately, messing up everything. Being a burden seems to be my specialty." Nash had already wrapped her finger with tissue. "Go find

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