The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 203

When Collins left, Nikolai made a point of asking for his contact details.

After Collins had departed, Dr. Ray fixed Nikolai with a serious gaze. "Nikolai," he began, using Nikolai's nickname, "you don't think that medicine came from the Pharmacist's Guild, do you?"

Nikolai settled back down on the couch, lifting a teacup from the coffee table and sipping it thoughtfully before replying, "No, it didn't."

"Even Devon, with all his skills, couldn't produce a medicine of this S+ grade. I've only ever come across it once before, through an acquaintance, who, unfortunately, had also won it in an online auction. After that, it just vanished from the market for a year or two." Nikolai's gaze drifted off into the distance.

Ancient remedies were not easily concocted, and even when they were, it was rare to achieve an S grade!

Dr. Ray's face registered shock again. Devon was a senior pharmacist within the Guild, a genius among geniuses. If he couldn't even produce this kind of medicine... Then, how incredibly gifted must this mysterious medicine maker be? No wonder Nikolai had asked for Collins' contact information.

"It seemed like the Pharmacist's Guild was full of hidden geniuses, but I never imagined the real experts to be out there in the world," Dr. Ray mused after a long pause.

Nikolai stroked his salt-and-pepper beard, his tone enigmatic as he observed. "There are always higher skies above us and people beyond our reach. The Guild, when compared to some of these reclusive families, doesn't really count for much."

At this, Dr. Ray fell into a deep silence, realizing there were levels to this world he simply couldn't fathom.

**

After dinner, Mirabella retreated to her room. Fresh from the shower, she took out her phone and shot a video call to Catherine via Messenger. Within moments, Catherine's familiar face popped up on the screen. Mirabella talked while drying her hair, "You look much better."

Holding the phone, Catherine beamed like a child seeking praise, "I've been taking your medicine on time."

"Good, and the Gilberts haven't tried to coax you back home, have they?" Mirabella asked casually.