My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 9

“Oh? This young lady wants to join the betting game?”

Tyson’s eyes lit up when he saw a stunning young lady raising her paddle, and he immediately sent someone to invite her over.

The guests inside the venue were shocked to see Xanthea raise her paddle.

“The Nightshade heiress? What’s she doing getting involved in a betting game?”

“So young, what does she know about gem betting? Maybe she just wants to make an appearance in front of everyone!”

“And making an appearance isn’t cheap. Tyson’s gem starts at 500 grand. Not everyone can afford that.”

“Exactly. If she gets even a little gem out of it, consider it good luck. Bad luck means just a piece of worthless rock and a waste of hundreds of thousands.”

“I’ve heard about the Nightshade family’s precious gem, who’s treated as a treasure by her family. To see her here, even her reckless actions are indulged, escorted by her two brothers no less.”

The protective brothers at that moment were massaging their foreheads, inwardly exclaiming that they were dragged into this, but as long as she was having fun, money was a minor detail.

When Xanthea passed by Lockwood rock identification and spotted Orion, it was clear he hadn’t expected her to join the betting game. A flicker of light passed through his deep-set eyes.

She smiled at him gently, her grin seemingly provocative or teasing, which dazzled h eyes.

Xanthea’s participation was just a brief interlude, and soon the focus returned to the professional gem appraisal teams, with only Orion’s intense gaze still lingering on h

Due to the mystery and unpredictability of gem betting, after many years, the inner ci still hadn’t found a reliable way to appraise them, relying instead on the color, shape, tiny fissures of the stones, with luck playing a major part.

assistant thought Xanthea might know a little about gem identification or was just guessing based on luck when choosing

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for years, had never heard such an odd request. It was just a

eyes, leaned forward, and

carbonate, sodium silicate, and silicon dioxide mixture, just an

to detect scents that normal people could not, but hadn’t discovered a way to

middle school that she realized

a freak or accused of making it up. She never expected it to come in handy at today’s gem betting

“All right, next one.”

and she wanted the next

dozens of stones, all ordinary, with at most one

doubting whether this was all a scam by Tyson, smallest, most ordinary-looking raw stone at

steps halted

was about

“Wait!”

sniffed again, unsure, and the pure, rich scent

as she stared at the raw stone, which was

thought that such an ordinary-looking stone, one that could be overlooked on the street, contained an extremely rare

“This one!”

at her as