The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

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.”
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.
Outside, the sky had darkened completely. Delilah had called twice already, so
Mirabella hailed a cab and headed home. When she arrived, it was nearly eight
o'clock.
Delilah, seeing her daughter carrying several bags, felt a surge of pride and
began to help her, saying, “It's good for a girl to go out. Maybe shop for some
clothes or jewelry...” However, her words came to an abrupt halt when she
inadvertently glimpsed a piece of wood in one of the bags.
Mirabella, slipping into her house slippers, turned to see her mother’s stunned
face and couldn't help but call out, “Mom?”
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Delilah looked up, dramatically pulling the bag open, and said with a pained
expression, “Please don't tell me you went shopping and brought home a rotten
plece of wood.”
Other daughters brought home dresses or Jewelry, or at the very least, some
treats. But hers? She brought home a piece of wood?
Was that normal?
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Refusing to believe it, Delilah opened
the other two bags and immediately
her expression grew even more
despondent. One lousy piece of wood
was bad enough, but the other bags
were filled with equally strange items.
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Delilah shook her head, convinced she had opened them the wrong way.