The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella)

Mirabella listened to the murmurs from outside, her slender fingers casually intertwined. After a beat, she asked with a touch of skepticism, "So, if everyone thinks the Stevenson family is just a myth, how can you be sure this medicine is from them?"

"It was delivered by someone from the Stevenson family," Wyatt clarified, trying to clear her doubts.

Mirabella furrowed her brows slightly, "Really?"

Wyatt, missing Mirabella's unease, nodded and added, "We also had David at the Pharmacist's Guild check it out. He confirmed it's an ancient herbal concoction. The unique preparation method can't be copied by ordinary pharmacists."

As for its exact effects, there wasn't enough medicine to run any trials.

If the head of the Pharmacist's Guild, who specializes in ancient remedies, vouched for it, there was no room for doubt.

Mirabella's expression stayed unreadable as she nodded, choosing not to say more.noveldrama

For a while, the auctioneer's voice from outside was the only sound breaking the silence in the private box.

After a bit, Wyatt, hearing Curtis's voice through his earpiece, looked at his brother James and quickly stepped out.

Now, just James and Mirabella were left in the box.

"See anything you like?" James's clear voice pulled Mirabella back from her thoughts.

She looked at James, shook her head, and quipped, "Broke."

James raised an eyebrow, "Well, I've got some savings."

"Are you showing off?" Mirabella replied, her face expressionless.

James: "..."

Mirabella chuckled lightly, grabbed a pastry from nearby, and turned her attention back to the auction below.

Halfway through the auction, Mirabella slipped out to use the restroom.

When she came out, instead of heading back, she wandered towards the auction's backstage.

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Not knowing exactly where the auction items were kept, she followed the areas thick with surveillance cameras and tight security. Swnovel

The coverage was almost 360 degrees with no blind spots, so dodging them was out of the question.

Aware of this, Mirabella activated a signal jammer as soon as she left the restroom.

*

Meanwhile, in the surveillance room.

Wyatt had returned there after leaving the box, keeping a close eye on the screens.

Curtis was there too, sitting in front of the main computer, arms folded, his gaze glued to the large monitor.

Everything seemed normal on the

screens, with their men guarding every exit, except for the treasure room on the third floor, which was conspicuously unguarded. swnovel

The auction had been going for over an hour.

"Still nothing, Curtis. You think the guy who nabbed the 'Flying Horse' has hung up

his boots?" Wyatt was getting antsy.

Curtis, his eyes never leaving the screen, his demeanor as cool as ice, replied,

"No way. Stay patient and keep watching."

Wyatt ran a hand through his hair, "I am patient, but all I see is the same old stuff."

"Don't rush it," Curtis remained calm.

Wyatt

haired at him, then dragged

a chair over and sat down, resting

his arm on the back, "Maybe should just camp out in the treasure room." swnovel

Curtis didn't respond but suddenly straightened up, "Here we go."