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

"Yeah," Mirabella murmured, pulling out her phone and lazily scrolling through her messages. Something seemed to 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 family? I'm quite intrigued by them."

After a moment, she added, "They're supposed to be something special, right?"

James shook his head, "Never met them. The medicine was delivered through a third-party service. These secretive families never come out in the open, and even if they do, they keep a low profile."

"So you can't be sure it's really someone from that family, can you?" Mirabella tapped her knee with her fingers.

"Pretty much."

With that, Mirabella didn't press any further, her eyes drifting back to the screen.