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

Chapter 1286

The auction was winding down, and Curtis and Wyatt had already gone off to prepare for the big operation.

"Should I have someone bid on that medicine?" James asked, his eyes glued to the surveillance monitor, which showed the auction floor below.

There, on the stage, sat the bottle of medicine everyone was buzzing about.

Mirabella leaned back in her chair, feet planted firmly, her usually laid-back demeanor a bit more composed. She glanced at James and shrugged, "Nah, not interested."

"Really?" James raised an eyebrow, turning to her.

"You know you've got more money than you know what to do with," Mirabella sighed, adding, "I'm pretty happy with the stuff I whip up myself."

James was well aware of her skills and, seeing she wasn't just being polite, nodded, "Alright, suit yourself."

click in her mind, and she looked up at James. "By the way, have you ever met the person who owns this medicine up for auction? The ones they say are from the Stevenson

added, "They're supposed

them. The medicine was delivered through a third-party service. These secretive families never come out in

you can't be sure it's really someone from that family, can

"Pretty much."

Mirabella didn't press any further, her eyes drifting back

the deep, almost unfathomable

expected the medicine to be tied to the Stevenson family, which was

indeed from the Stevenson family, but

limelight was a mystery, and it

The Stevenson family's medicine

effective than most because they had access to a wealth of ancient and modern medical and alchemical knowledge, making some of

about them weren't entirely