The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 85

Far away in Riverdale, James suddenly sneezed. At this moment, his usually handsome features seemed a bit paler, but those eyes remained mysterious.

“Sir, are you feeling unwell again?” Wyatt asked, concern etched in his gaze.

James lifted a hand in dismissal. “I’m fine.”

“The auction doesn’t start until six this evening. Perhaps you should rest at the manor first?” Wyatt suggested with

care.

“No need. We’ll head straight to the venue later,” James replied, his voice crisp. After a brief pause, he turned his head, “Make sure to keep an eye on every individual who enters tonight.”

Wyatt nodded in understanding. “Understood. Should that person appear, we’ll make sure they don’t slip away,”

a moment’s silence, he murmured, “Let’s

that medicine, they will definitely show up,” Wyatt whispered, his

engaged in light conversation with her. Age and frailty soon took their toll, and Catherine drifted off to sleep

the blankets around Catherine, Mirabella quietly exited the room. As she reached the lobby via

with me. We need to

bustling, so Mandy’s voice wasn’t sharp, but her face was still painted with its customary haughtiness.

eyebrows arched in interest at Mandy’s retreating figure, heading toward the outdoor garden. After a

exactly did you give Catherine? What kind of medicine was it?” Mandy demanded, her eyes cold as she looked at Mirabella as if she were a villain of

demeanor was nonchalant. “Is there a problem

laughed in irritation at Mirabella’s attitude. “No packaging, no manufacturer’s name, ‘mystery medicine,‘ really? You’re bold to give such a thing to a woman in her seventies. Are you trying to kill

raising her eyelids, her eyes a deep shade of intrigue as they met Mandy’s accusatory stare.

by her tone, and after regathering her composure, replied with a scoff, “No matter how expensive your medicine is,

remedy be worth? What a