Wyatt''s eyesnded on the item Mirabe was pointing at, and he quickly exined, "Yeah, thisst item is said to have the power to bring someone back from the brink of death... you know, save someone who''s nearly gone."


    Hearing Wyatt''s earnest tone, Mirabe couldn''t help but smirk, "We''re in the modern age, and you still buy into fairy tales like that?"


    "It''s not about belief; it''s the backstory of this medicine that''s intriguing," Wyatt replied, a hint of mystery in his voice.


    "What backstory?" Mirabe set down the auction catalog and picked up her coffee cup, her curiosity slightly piqued.


    Wyatt nced through the curtains at the auction stage below before continuing, "Ms. Mirabe, since you''re a doctor, have you ever heard of the Stevenson family?"


    Mirabe had just taken a sip of her coffee and nearly choked at Wyatt''s words, spluttering, "Cough, cough..."


    Seeing her struggle, Wyatt reached out to pat her back, but just then, the door to the private room swung open. Instinctively, Wyatt looked up and saw his brother James walk in. He quickly retracted his hand and tucked it behind his back.


    His survival instincts were razor-sharp.


    James gave him a quick look before settling into the chair next to Mirabe. "What''s got you both so worked up?"


    "We were just talking about the star item of the auction," Mirabe said, regaining herposure.


    James raised an eyebrow, "You''re interested in that medicine?"


    "...A bit," Mirabe admitted, coughing again. She turned back to Wyatt, "What were you saying about the Stevenson family?"


    Wyatt cautiously nced at James, noting his unchanged expression, and continued, "They''re a mysterious family of miracle healers, rumored to have extraordinary medical skills—curing the incurable and even rumored to know the secret to eternal life."


    The idea of saving someone on death''s door and possessing eternal life would undoubtedly make headlines worldwide.


    Throughout history, countless people, especially those in power, have sought eternal life.


    After Wyatt finished, Mirabe asked again, "Do you really buy that?" Wyatt shook his head at first, then nodded slightly, "Notpletely."


    While the notion of eternal life sounds oundish and often feels like folklore, it''s not entirely without


    basis, so it''s better to keep an open mind. .


    Swnovel


    IM


    Mirabe turned to James, but before she could speak, he said, "Eternal life is pretty far-fetched."


    Otherwise, the world would be in chaos.


    "It''s not just far-fetched; it''s downright ridiculous," Mirabe said with a hint of


    sarcasm.


    Because of such unfounded rumors, the Stevenson family had to retreat into obscurity, and even after


    centuries, they couldn''t shake


    off


    these stories.  Swnovel


    Human greed, once awakened, knows no boundaries.


    James looked at Mirabe, sensing something different in her, a touch of unexined mncholy.


    Mirabe''s mood shifted quickly,


    and she soon asked, "So, this finayet


    star medicine is from this so-called Stevenson family?"  swnovel


    "Yep," James nodded.


    At that moment, the auction downstairs began, and the auctioneer''s voice echoed clearly into every private room.