The Miracle of You

Joanna casually entered the office and walked over to Michael’s desk. She was perfectly styled as always; her long brown hair was tied up in an elegant bun, and her brown eyes were narrowed, as if she were slightly displeased about something.

Then again, she always did look that way.

Meanwhile, Grady tried his best not to flinch visibly. Yes, this was his boss’s older sister, but he knew that the relationship between the two siblings was strained, so the fact that Joanna just walked into the office without even knocking made Grady a little nervous about what might happen next.

Contrary to his fears, however, Michael didn’t seem unfazed by her intrusion.

“What woman were you two talking about?” she asked indifferently, crossing her arms over her chest. She looked down at his desk and noticed Camille’s photos laid out for her to see. She took one and studied it closely. “And who is this woman?”

Grady tensed even more. Joanna seemed pretty nonchalant about all this, which was a bit surprising.

Not to mention the fact that she had just taken the photo from the desk without permission. Sure, Michael was usually calm and had a good temper, but this situation…

Michael simply looked up at her and said, “She’s the woman that I love.”

Grady almost choked in surprise, but stopped himself just in time.

Joanna’s eyes flickered over to her younger brother, but she said nothing. Silence filled the room, and the atmosphere seemed to change a bit.

Grady took a few subtle steps back and lowered his head out of politeness. He’d rather just pretend that he wasn’t physically here and that they saw him as a statue instead.

Joanna still had no reaction. She glanced back at the photo in her hand and then placed it on Michael’s desk without a word.

“I guess I was wrong about you,” she said flatly.

“Wrong about what?” Michael asked.

“I thought you liked men.”

With that, she turned and walked calmly out of the office, closing the door behind her.

The room fell silent again, and this time it was awkward.

Michael stared at the closed door with a stunned expression while Grady maintained a calm facade, his eyes betraying no visible emotion.

Finally, Michael broke the silence.

“I… never thought that she felt that way,” he said slowly.

“She appears to have been convinced of that detail beforehand,” Grady remarked.

Michael glanced at him and sighed. “It’s all right to laugh,” he grumbled.

“Oh, but sir, I am not one to laugh at such matters,” Grady said firmly. “I certainly know how to react appropriately during a certain situation.”

The older man’s expression was stony, but his gaze was fixed on something unseen, almost as if he was trying to avoid looking directly into Michael’s eyes.

Michael’s features settled into a deadpan look. “You’re only making it worse by not laughing.”

“I assure you, sir, that I do not find it that laughable,” Grady insisted.

Michael gave him a look.

“Well… I simply find Miss Joanna’s behavior rather amusing,” Grady said, subtly changing the topic. “It appears that she has mellowed out somehow.”

Michael was silent for a moment.

Come to think of it…

Maybe he was right.

Joanna had been acting a little odd just now.

“Let’s just get back to work,” he said with a sigh.

* * *

A week later, Michael was sitting at his desk, working, when his phone suddenly rang.

As he looked at the screen, his eyes widened in surprise.Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

It was Joanna.

…This was getting a little weird.

Not that there was anything wrong with siblings calling each other. But this was Joanna, and their relationship wasn’t exactly the best.

Not to mention that they still hadn’t apologized to each other after the dinner incident where he had left after she had yelled at him in anger.

After that disastrous event, it seemed that the two of them had fallen back into a routine of ignoring each other as much as possible.

But now, looking at the caller ID on the screen, Michael couldn’t help but feel that it was a little strange. She usually didn’t contact him unless it was for urgent business matters.

Maybe something had happened to her?

So he answered the call and put the phone to his ear.

“Hello,” he said.

“Hello,” she replied simply.

There was a moment of silence. None of them spoke.

“What did you call me for?” he asked politely.

“I noticed something on the internet this morning,” she said promptly. “Something about that woman you said you loved.”

“The… what?” he said, confused.

“The woman from that day. The one on the photos you had on your desk. Remember?” Her voice took on a slightly sharper tone. “Well, I saw her in the headlines this morning. It’s all over the internet and in the newspapers too. Have you read them yet?”

Headlines?

Internet articles and newspapers?

Michael only remembered waking up earlier and then going straight to the company after bathing and eating breakfast. He didn’t normally use his phone that much, and after telling himself to keep his distance from Camille from now on, he hardly used it at all.

And now, frankly, he was surprised. He hadn’t thought that his sister would remember Camille’s face from that day. He thought she might have dismissed it as something unimportant.

After all, she never seemed interested in anything that had to do with him.

But now she seemed to remember it for some reason.

It was surprising, to say the least.

Why was she suddenly acting like a concerned older sister?

Or did she have some other agenda?

Just seconds after thinking this, Michael felt a pang of guilt. He shouldn’t be so suspicious of his sister. Not when she seemed to be trying so hard to be calm and civil towards him.

Maybe Will had talked to her again, which was why she seemed to act like that to Michael recently.

And Michael admittedly felt that it was a nice change.

But what kind of news had she seen regarding Camille?