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.

a crime no one,

mind, she heaved

have reached their maximum

turned to Bailey

Bailey sauntered up to the melting pot and threw in the

felt her eyelids twitch as the ominous feeling within her

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

that your emerald is a fake if you do not have

the wavering Lina to

nonsense you're spewing. At more than a thousand Celsius, anything would turn into ash. You should instead prepare yourself for

threw the emerald she

that was left now was to wait

head toward the crowd, Bailey gave Lydia, who was amongst them,

the former was trying to convey, Lydia flashed her

them had prepared

in the

to check on Lina's red emerald,

to do? Master Vespera's

tell us what's going

you don't, we're

“Ms. Young's red

silence fell upon the room, Lina, knees buckling, collapsed onto

and whispered, “Don't fret yet. I'm sure