Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

Three days passed in a flash. During that time, Eagle King had roughly determined where Flying Fish was imprisoned after close observation.

Who would’ve thought the sly Caleb would hide Flying Fish in his lover’s mansion? If it weren’t for his subordinates slipping up while chatting and was overheard by Eagle King who was monitoring them, he never would’ve guessed Flying Fish would be held in such a place.

He truly admired Yvette. These three places were each weirder than the last, but Flying Fish was actually in one of them Tonight, he’d show those sc****ags hell. With Yvette around, Eagle King wasn’t worried about Caleb at all.

The weather in Kransbay was exceptionally good today. Huge clouds floated across the clear blue sky. Wildflowers with fiery red petals bloomed along the path. Under the sun, the ground was smoldering and dusty.

Emerald Auction was like a competition among emerald merchants, a contest of wealth, insight, and courage. Before the auction began, all the raw emeralds were numbered, indicating the quantity, weight, and starting price, though the starting. prices were generally low. They were all publicly displayed for three days

The merchants would carefully examine each exhibit, select the raw emeralds they needed, and evaluate their value to determine the best bidding price before placing them in the bidding box.

competing and none knew of the other’s bid prices, setting the right price for the same raw emerald was tricky. If the price was too high, they’d suffer losses. But if it was too low, someone else might buy it. In auctions,

was filled with old-mine raw emerald pieces, with prices ranging from several hundred thousand dollars. to

from around the world gathered here, hoping to buy the best stone for the lowest price. Some people arrived at the exhibition hall early, carefully

one cut could lead to one’s wealth or ruin. Many desperate people came here to risk it

differed from the crowd. One was Yvette who was already at the entrance, and the other

held the lowest-grade invitations. The staff on both sides took a quick glance and pointed toward a random direction. In Clusia, Kevin’s family was quite wealthy, and he

as he complained, “Uncle Martin, these Kransbayans are

he was spoiled by his family and completely unaware of the harsh realities. He scolded, “Do you know where we are? This is Kransbay, a no-man’s hand. If you keep talking recklessly like

this place was a hundred times more dangerous than Clusia, so he