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.

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, it was common to lose out on a piece

prices ranging from several hundred thousand dollars. to several million dollars. Gigantic raw emeralds weighing several tons with excellent surface

people. Emerald enthusiasts from around the world gathered here, hoping

one cut could lead to one’s wealth or ruin. Many desperate people

already at the entrance, and the other was Jeremiah who was still

took a quick glance and pointed toward a random direction. In Clusia, Kevin’s family was quite wealthy, and he was often addressed as Mr. Garcia wherever he went. He had never

with resentment as he complained, “Uncle Martin, these Kransbayans

scolded, “Do you know where

place was a hundred times more dangerous than Clusia, so he didn’t dare speak out. He didn’t want to appear submissive to Martin either, so