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Chapter 346
Mirabella stepped into the living room where James was wrapping up a call on his smartphone. As he caught sight of her, the stern look on his face softened and he said into the phone, “Mhm, gotta go.”
He pocketed his phone and turned to Mirabella. His handsome face exuded a gentle charm. “You’ve arrived.”
With a light nod, Mirabella approached him. Her pretty, almond–shaped eyes were fixed on him, “Not bad, you’re looking better.”
James met her gaze, and his one eyebrow arched slightly. “Is this how you treat all your patients?”
“Hmm?” Mirabella’s eyes flickered with confusion.
A wistful look crossed James‘ face before he chuckled and shook his head. “Nothing.” He gestured towards the couch, inviting her to sit, then strode to the fridge and fetched a bottle of soda. He twisted off the cap and handed it to Mirabella.
Mirabella took the bottle without a second thought.
Wyatt and Curtis had just parked the car and walked in when they noticed James‘ actions. They both paused, exchanged a glance, and silently questioned the odd feeling in the air.
“I never thought we’d end up neighbors again,” James said, sinking into the sofa across from Mirabella, with a hint of surprise in his voice.
Taking a sip of her soda, Mirabella set it down on the coffee table and raised an eyebrow, replying in a drawling tone, “Fate has a funny way of messing with us.”
James‘ lips twitched at her remark.
Just then, Wyatt and Curtis approached.
“You finished your work?” Mirabella asked Wyatt. Her curiosity was aroused.
James‘ attention also shifted to Wyatt, who cleared his throat and said, “All taken care of.” The last thing he’d want was for them to catch wind of this situation. It was too embarrassing.
“Oh, that was quick,” Mirabella mused, leaning back against the couch.
Wyatt handed her a wooden box. “Take a look at the medicine inside.” NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.
Mirabella eyed the box with a sense of foreboding. She opened it and picked up the porcelain bottle, immediately noticing the mark on its bottom. Unscrewing the lid, she sniffed briefly before recapping it.
“Will this help James? Can it cure his condition?” Wyatt asked eagerly.
Mirabella’s expression softened as she replaced the bottle in the box. “No, it can’t.”
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Wyatt’s face fell at her words.
“How did you come by this medicine?” she inquired.
Curtis spoke up. “Acquired through special channels. Rumor has it, this medicine can cure all manner of stubborn illnesses.”
Mirabella’s expression grew complex. The medicine was indeed powerful but clearly not the cure for James‘ ailment. After a brief pause, she explained, “It’s undoubtedly a fine medicine, but it depends on the patient.”
Turning to James, she added, “At best, it’ll give you a bit of a boost, but don’t count on it for more than that.”
Curtis stood there, dumbfounded. The medicine was said to originate from the enigmatic family of Massolio, whose members were renowned for their extraordinary healing abilities. There was apparently no malady they couldn’t cure. Yet, no one knew the whereabouts of the Massolio family, which made any medicine from them incredibly rare and valuable.
This particular bottle had passed through many hands to reach them, but now, Ms. Mirabella was telling them that it was of no use to James…