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.

little about gem identification or was just guessing based on luck when choosing the stones. However, upon her entry, she requested the assistant to open a gem’s glass

according to the rules,

is th

“I won’t touch it, just want to smell it; against

To smell?

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an odd request. It was just a stone,

closed her eyes, leaned forward,

silicon dioxide mixture, just

she was young, she had discovered her unique sense of smell, able to detect scents that normal people could not, but hadn’t discovered a

in middle school that she realized she was

accused of making it up. She never expected it

“All right, next one.”

the next one?

dozens of stones, all ordinary, with at most one

a scam by

steps halted at

The assistant was about to cover it again when

“Wait!”

and the pure,

stared at the raw stone, which

overlooked on the street, contained an extremely rare type of jade, so rare she couldn’t even

“This one!”

The assistant looked at her as if she were a