Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 498

Just as Raiden was about to reply, Bailey preempted him.

“The emerald will not be destroyed. That is a certainty. You'll know once you've tried.”

“You...” Pointing a trembling finger at Bailey, the expert exploded, “You ignorant fool, you're going to destroy our nation's most precious heritage!”

“Fine.” Sniggering back at him, Bailey proclaimed nonchalantly, “If the real red emerald is ruined, I'm willing to pay for it with my life!”

“You—”

Bailey raised her hand to shut him up before shifting her attention to Lina. “This war is between both of us. Since a piece of trash like you has the cheek to come so far, what is there to be afraid of? After all, aren't you a master in antique appraisal?”

“W-Who says that I'm afraid?” Biting her lip, the seething Lina countered, “Fine. Go ahead and melt it. Bailey, you had better remember your words. If the red emerald is destroyed because of your lapse in judgment, the consequences will be yours to bear!”

Now that both of them had come to an agreement, everyone else's opinion was moot.

They, too, were curious to know whether the thousand-year-old ancient emerald would be able to withstand the extreme heat of the melting pot.

A short while later, four workers brought in two melting pots.

As Lina's fists were clenched tightly, sweat began to ooze out of her palms. Even her forehead had cold sweat beading off it.

The emerald she appraised a few days ago was fake and would undeniably melt in the pot.

Hence, her only hope was that Bailey's emerald was a fake too. Once it liquefied in the heat, she would be able to accuse the latter of making a wrong judgment.

treasure by mistake was a crime no one, including the Luther family,

she heaved

maximum temperature. We

of responding, Raiden turned to Bailey

in the red emerald

twitch as the ominous feeling

as if victory is within her grasp. Can it be... No, No... I shouldn't scare myself. Perhaps she's just trying to scare me off

your emerald is a fake if

words caused the wavering Lina to flare

believe the nonsense you're spewing. At more than a thousand Celsius, anything

finished, she threw the emerald she

that was left now was to wait for

crowd, Bailey gave Lydia, who was

was trying to convey, Lydia

them had prepared

minutes later, the fire in the

on Lina's red emerald,

are we going to do? Master Vespera's red emerald has

stage, tell

if you don't,

the curator announced, “Ms. Young's

Lina, knees buckling, collapsed onto the

in time and whispered, “Don't fret yet. I'm sure Bailey's emerald didn't survive the heat. In fact,