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

On the first floor of the exhibition hall, Kevin and Yvette wandered around aimlessly, occasionally stopping before moving along again. Whenever they encountered a promising raw emerald, Kevin would pull out a mini flashlight, magnifying glass, and other professional tools from his pocket, examining the emeralds like an expert.

But with his limited budget, he only inspected emeralds priced around several hundred thousand dollars.

They had already covered nearly half the area, checking out numerous emeralds, but Kevin was still unsure whether any would yield high-quality emeralds

Yvette trailed behind him quietly, as if she were invisible. Yet, no matter where she went, people couldn’t stop murmuring words like “pretty” and “beautiful.” She pretended not to notice, but Kevin was getting more attention just because she was with him:

After surveying the entire area, Kevin had pretty much made up his mind, eyeing two raw emeralds. One was a white 170- pound raw emerald, and the other was a black one of nearly the same weight. Both were within his budget, but due to his limited funds, he could only choose one.

Torn between the two, Kevin was filled with indecision as both seemed to have the potential for high-quality emeralds.

Yvette walked leisurely with her hands in her pockets, appearing completely at ease. When she saw Kevin pause in front of a raw emerald, she turned and walked back to him. Clearing her throat, Yvette asked softly, “What’s up?”

Kevin was a bit surprised. He hadn’t expected Yvette, this seemingly aloof beauty, to actually show concern. After a moment of hesitation, he glanced at the raw emerald in front of him and then pointed to the black emerald he’d seen earlier in Zone A “Which one do you think has high-quality emeralds inside?” he asked.

Kevin looked at Yvette with anticipation, assuming she might have some knowledge, considering her presence at the event. Surely, she wouldn’t have come all this way just for sightseeing, he thought

Yvette glanced at the two emeralds before casually pulling her hands out of her pockets and pointing toward another emerald in the far corner. This one, however, weighed only around 11 pounds and was priced at tens of thousands of dollars. Kevin followed her gaze, baffled.

noticed that emerald earlier, but not because it stood out rather, it seemed pitifully small compared to

the trade. A family of jewelers as experienced as the Garcia

to let her down, despite knowing she was likely inexperienced.

and raised an eyebrow. “Hurry up and place your bid,” she said

It’s only around 100 thousand dollars. I guess

few minutes, and I can even have the emerald cut right here. There’s always someone cutting stones on-site to excite the crowd. Nothing

and polled out her phone, scrolling casually. Suddenly, a commotion arose from the distance. Her ears perked up, and she recognized a familiar voice. With a thoughtful expression. she tucked her phone away and made her way toward the source

known as Mr. Garcia in

rival, the Jones family. The Jones family had sent their general

raw emerald was still within Man’s budget, but going all in on it would severely limit his ability to purchase other raw emeralds. He

end early, leaving him with nothing for the remaining three days. On the

“Well, well, if it isn’t Mr. Garcia Eyeing this one too? I was just about to head to the counter and claim it. Your family’s been doing quite well with emeralds this year; how

remark, the crowd around the raw emerald surged forward, excitedly discussing it was sure to contain high-quality emeralds, encouraging Martin to

Garcia family had had a rough year, with finances strained by less successful ventures, and Edward

wants this emerald so badly, why not do him the favor

defiant smile. Her gaze was cool and unbothered. Some had

this Aplothian woman, and why is she