The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1167

The message had been sent over two minutes ago, so there was no way to take it back now. Mirabella rubbed her temples and asked, "Is this another one of those experts you brought in to work their magic?"

David, watching Paul emerge with a bottle of plant food, sent a quick voice message, "Probably."

Mirabella replied, "Oh, I don't know him."

"I figured you'd know everyone," David replied.

Mirabella typed back, "If you don't know him, there's no way I would."

Mirabella's words dripped with a subtle pride that went over David's head, so he let the conversation end there. He pocketed his phone and watched Paul tend to the plants with nutrient care.

A few minutes later, Paul rinsed his hands at a nearby tap and turned to David, answering his earlier question, "This is a graft of several varieties. Not much use to you guys."

David nodded, finally understanding why the plant looked unfamiliar. It was a new variety, and its medicinal properties were still unknown, making it not particularly useful to them. After all, the time-tested formulas passed down through generations were already well-established. Experimenting with something new seemed unnecessary.

Letting it go, David and Paul moved on to lighter topics.

"By the way, Mr. Boyd, I've been meaning to ask if you know any doctors who are especially skilled?" Paul asked, taking a seat on a stone bench. "The kind that can tackle really tough cases."