The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 139

After decades of delving into medical theories, if the old man could concoct the remedy, he would have done it by now, instead of sitting there, clutching an ancient tome, clueless on how to proceed.

The elder sighed before continuing, “You might want to show this book to folks over at the Pharmacists’ Guild. Maybe they’ll get something out of it.”

Wyatt’s eyes settled on the book the old man was offering. Just as he was about to reach for it, James spoke up slowly, “A gentleman does not covet what another cherishes. Since this is a heirloom of your ancestors, it wouldn’t be right for me to borrow it.”

Wyatt felt a mix of frustration and urgency. “But what about the condition you have...”

James raised his hand to stop him, calm and composed. “Didn’t Nikolai say there’s a temporary solution? That will do for now.”

“If only we could find a descendant from the fabled Massolio Clan, James’ predicament might easily be resolved,” Nikolai sighed and paused. Then he added, “However... no one from that clan has ever surfaced, so their very existence remains a mystery.”

Wyatt, recalling the information he had previously gathered, clenched his fists and said with determination, “No matter what it takes, even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I will find them.”

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Mirabella strolled through the herbal market. Her luck was not too bad, for she managed to find the last ingredient she needed. With her shopping list complete, she pulled out the business card the middle-aged man had given her earlier and headed toward the spice shop listed on it.

The sandalwood she needed was rare and precious, causing prices to skyrocket, and counterfeits were rampant. When Mirabella arrived at the spice shop, the owner tried to pass off inferior goods from another region, thinking she was just a naive young lady. But once she exposed his ruse, he quickly realized he was dealing with a connoisseur and reluctantly brought out the genuine article. Although the quality of the sandalwood was somewhat disappointing, it would suffice for her purposes. Without wasting words or asking for special packaging, she paid and left.