Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate

Chapter 104 Do You Know Anyone Here.

Hayley’s POV:

+8 Pearls

In the realm of rock betting, there was a well–known saying–a single cut can either make you wealthy or leave you destitute; it has the power to alter your fate or send you spiraling into misfortune.

We stepped out of the vehicle and were met by two anent streets, bustling with shops and stalls that showcased an array of raw stones, each varying in shape, color, and size.

As I explored this unfamiliar place for the first time, confusion washed over me, prompting me to ask. “Are we here to buy emerald ores?”

Benjamin nodded and replied. “Just come and take a look

He guided me down the street to the right. Along the way, I noticed not only locals milling about but also some Westerners like us, their sharp expressions revealing their business–oriented mindset.

Stopping at a corner, Benjamin focused intently on a particular raw stone. “Go ask how much this one is,” he instructed.

I followed his lead and engaged in a conversation in fluent Mornant, but when I heard the vendor’s price, I was taken aback. “Eighty thousand for this piece of junk?!”

Raising an eyebrow. Benjamin inquired. “Is that 80 thousand in local currency or 80,000 dollars?”

They want 80 grand for this worthless rock? Anyone who buys it

voiced my disbelief, Benjamin declared. Tll take it. You go

the decision to purchase was entirely his. I swallowed the advice I

vendor, I negotiated fiercely, employing my bargaining skills and successfully reducing the price by

struggled to comprehend its supposed worth, especially since I didn’t see anything

a sniff, but she sensed nothing unusual.

appeared unfazed and continued

day, he bought four or five more rocks, each costing between 50 thousand and 200 thousand dollars. Watching

do you intend to do with all these

glanced at the rock I was holding and said, “Let’s find

around us. The shop owner approached me and explained, “You didn’t buy these raw stones from me,

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Benjamin, are we proceeding?” I asked, and he retrieved his credit card to cover the

+B Pearls

to the craftsman. As the crowd closed in, the rock cutter examined the rock and muttered, “Neither the pattern nor the color suggests it contains emerald, before turning to me. “How would you like

direct order. “Start by cutting from the left side and

remarkable precision. Yet, the process was slow, requiring both steadiness

anticipation, the first

rippled through the onlookers; I felt a pang of regret for the tens

the rock cutter asked. glanced at Benjamin, and under

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