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

Chapter 1288

In the headset, Curtis and Wyatt were momentarily thrown off by the new instructions.

"Why are we holding onto that bottle of medicine?" Wyatt asked, puzzled. "What are we supposed to tell the client?"

James shifted his gaze from the bustling auction floor below and calmly replied, "Just tell them the medicine went missing."

Wyatt was still a bit confused, but with James calling the shots, he had to go along with it. Considering the current chaos, losing something didn't seem far-fetched. He nodded, "Alright then."

"And pass this information to the person who brought the medicine. Also, try to find out where they came from," James added.

Wyatt caught on quickly. So, James wasn't really after the medicine itself; he was using this to dig into the Stevenson family's background? After all, the medicine was supposedly from them.

"Got it, I'll reach out to them later," Wyatt said, feeling his curiosity about this mysterious family growing.

James gave a slight nod and disconnected the call.

Soon, the lights in the auction house flickered back to normal. James took one last glance at the commotion below before turning to leave the private box.

In the surveillance room, Mirabella was coaching a junior manager on coding.

scene and immediately felt uneasy. Ms. Mirabella had never given

get her expert advice on his first

sharp gaze to

stood up quickly, bewildered by what

him lightly, "Get

was

by a hopeful smile, "Ms. Mirabella, maybe when you have some time, you could show me how to quickly crack interference signals

felt a bit disillusioned. Why had he ever looked

at

don't have any free time.

Curtis scratched his

nod, her phone buzzing in her pocket. She took it

her leave,

mom disappointment. At t

broke the silence.

junior mal

genius. Makes me feel like

a joke," he sighed