James chuckled and turned to Wyatt, "What''s the name again?"


    "Cian," Wyatt replied quickly.


    When the name was mentioned, Mirabe''s cheeks twitched slightly, almost unnoticeably.


    "Cian?" James leaned back into the couch, crossing his arms and pausing for a moment. "Sounds a bit familiar."


    Wyatt nced at Mirabe before exining, "Regarding that mysterious illness you had, James, we dug around and found that this Cian might be linked to the Stevenson family. But... since Ms. Mirabe showed up, we haven''t pursued it further."


    The real reason was they couldn''t find Cian at all. Plus, with Ms. Mirabe having nursed James back to health, it seemed pointless to chase after someone who might not even exist. So, they let it go.


    If James hadn''t suddenly decided to track down the owner of the medicine, Wyatt would have almost forgotten the name.


    "So, does this person actually exist?" James recalled.


    "If The Mirror mentioned this name, then he must be real," Wyatt nodded. "But so far, I haven''t dug up any info on Cian."


    James squinted slightly at this and said in a calm tone, "If he were easy to find, he wouldn''t be from a reclusive family."


    "True, but it''s odd. If Cian doesn''t want to be found, why would he auction off the medicine and im it''s from the Stevenson family?" Wyatt wondered aloud.


    It was definitely a contradiction.


    "Maybe it''s a fake?" Mirabe, who had been quietly listening, shrugged and chimed in.


    Wyatt and James both turned to look at her.


    Mirabe blinked, "Just a wild guess." Her face betrayed nothing.


    Wyatt,


    agreement, "We can''t rule that


    er point, nodded in


    No


    in


    can be sure if this person is


    swnoget


    real."


    swnovel


    Someone who has never appeared publicly can easily be impersonated.


    James, lost in thought, gave Mirabe a curious nce.


    She mentioned the possibility of a fake, so... does she know something about the Stevenson family?


    And maybe, just maybe, she knows this Cian too?


    James tapped his fingers on his knee for a bit before speaking to Wyatt, "Keep looking into it."


    "Got it." Wyatt nodded, ncing


    between Mirabe and James..


    Realizing he was ying the the


    wheel, he quickly said, "Alright then, James, Ms. Mirabe, I''ll head out."  swnovel


    Being the third wheel is one thing, but being single too?


    That''s rough.


    Before James could respond, Mirabe yawned and got up from the couch. "Mind giving me a lift home?"


    Wyatt instinctively looked at James, as if seeking his nod of approval.


    James nced at Mirabe and nodded.


    Mirabe nodded back, picked up a book from the coffee table, and left the vi with Wyatt.


    Wyatt had driven over, and James'' ce was just a short two-minute drive from Mirabe''s.


    As they


    out of the car, Mirabe


    turned and asked, "Which manager


    at The Mirror were you talking about earlier?"


    swnovel


    Wyatt, still holding the steering wheel, paused at her question. Almost without


    thinking, he gave her a name.