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.

pitifully small compared to the larger ones

by organizers as filler, meant to deceive outsiders unfamiliar with the trade. A

glanced at Yvette’s unreadable face. He didn’t want to let her down, despite knowing she

calm, lowered her gaze slightly and raised an

please her. It’s only around 100 thousand dollars. I guess it’s money lost, he thought. “All right… I’ll go right now. Wait here. It

It should only take a few minutes, and I can even have the emerald cut right here. There’s

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

emerald. As the second eldest in the Garcia family, he was known as Mr. Garcia in the jewelry world. He was carefully assessing the raw emerald, estimating a 90% chance that it would yield high-quality

had attracted the interest of many, including the Garcia family’s long-standing rival, the Jones family. The Jones family

but going all in on it would severely limit his ability to purchase

this raw emerald didn’t yield high-quality emeralds, his bidding journey could end early, leaving him with nothing for the remaining three

I was just about to

excitedly discussing it was sure to contain high-quality emeralds, encouraging

and Edward knew it. Gritting his teeth, Martin glanced

do him the favor of letting

a casual yet defiant smile. Her gaze was cool and unbothered. Some had noticed her earlier, but now

woman, and why is she getting involved one