In the headset, Curtis and Wyatt were momentarily thrown off by the new instructions.


    "Why are we holding onto that bottle of medicine?" Wyatt asked, puzzled. "What are we supposed to tell the client?"


    James shifted his gaze from the bustling auction floor below and calmly replied, "Just tell them the medicine went missing."


    Wyatt was still a bit confused, but with James calling the shots, he had to go along with it. Considering the current chaos, losing something didn''t seem far-fetched. He nodded, "Alright then."


    "And pass this information to the person who brought the medicine. Also, try to find out where they came from," James added.


    Wyatt caught on quickly. So, James wasn''t really after the medicine itself; he was using this to dig into the Stevenson family''s background? After all, the medicine was supposedly from them.


    "Got it, I''ll reach out to themter," Wyatt said, feeling his curiosity about this mysterious family growing.


    James gave a slight nod and disconnected the call.


    Soon, the lights in the auction house flickered back to normal. James took onest nce at themotion below before turning to leave the private box.


    In the surveince room, Mirabe was coaching a junior manager on coding.


    Curtis walked in on this scene and immediately felt uneasy. Ms. Mirabe had never given him such hands-on guidance before!


    Why did this newbie get her expert advice on his first day?


    Curtis quickly walked over, respectfully greeting, "Ms. Mirabe," before turning his sharp gaze to the junior manager, "Don''t you have anything better to do?"


    Feeling the intensity of Curtis''s look, the manager stood up quickly, bewildered by what he had done wrong.


    Curtis nudged him lightly, "Get back to work."


    The manager was left speechless.


    Curtis then turned to Mirabe, his stern look reced by a hopeful smile, "Ms. Mirabe, maybe when you have some time, you could show me how to quickly crack interference signals too?"


    The manager, now realizing the situation, felt a bit disillusioned. Why had he ever looked up to Curtis?


    Mirabe nced at Curtis and


    replied without a hint of sympathy, "I''m afraid I don''t have any free time. It''s the end of the term, and swamped."  Swnovel


    "Oh... You''re that busy?" Curtis scratched his head, a bit embarrassed.


    Mirabe gave a soft nod, her phone buzzing in her pocket. She took it out and, without another word, headed towards the door.


    Curtis watched her leave, feeling a pang


    mom disappointment. At t


    voice broke the silence. belongs to swnovel


    , the junior malpet


    "She''s truly a genius. Makes me feel like everything I learned aboutputers


    was a joke," he sighed genuinely.


    Curtis was left speechless.


    As Mirabe stepped out of the surveince room, she saw James waiting at the end of the corridor. She walked over to him and asked, "Did you catch the person?  swnovel


    James slipped his phone back into his pocket and looked at her, "Nope."


    Mirabe just nodded, unfazed, "Probably got lost in the crowd. It was pretty packed."


    "Yeah, maybe," James agreed, then took Mirabe''s hand and led her outside.


    They headed straight to the parking lot.


    "Get in," James said, opening the passenger door for her.


    Mirabe raised an eyebrow at him.


    Seeing her expression, James exined, "Just waiting for someone to bring something."


    Mirabe adjusted her scarf, partially covering her chin, and replied, "Alright," before getting into the car.


    James smiled and closed the door gently for her.