Chapter 33
Cordelia felt her heart squeeze. She turned her head, and Annie and her locked
eyes. The latter looked at her anxiously.
“Why did she ask for you?” Annie frowned. “She must be up to no good. Watch
out, Cordelia!”
“Hmm, it's going to be okay.” Cordelia walked to Karine’s office calmly.
Karine pulled up all of the blinds in the office intentionally. She even left the door
open with the intention of showing everything that was happening inside to
everyone out there.
Cordelia was suspicious. It seemed she was not trying to start something with
her.
After all, all eyes were on them.
“Cordelia, this is Mr. Jones from the Star Group.” Karine introduced her with a
bright smile. “Mr. Jones, this is our company’s top salesperson of the month!”
Cordelia nodded, smiling courteously. However, the more she looked at Karine,
the more she thought what Annie said was right.
She was up to no good.
Oliver Jones was a gentle middle-aged man. From the moment Cordelia entered,
he had his eyes on the ring she wore. He had been staring.
“It's your lucky day, Cordelia!” Karine smirked. “Although Mr. Jones is a
businessman, he’s quite the expert in jewelry appraisal. He's also a permanent
member of the Jewelry Association. Many jewelry stores hired him for appraisal.
Hah! Mr. Jones's eyes are as powerful as the precision instrument. With a
glance, he can tell whether a piece of jewelry is authentic!
She turned to look at Oliver. “Mr. Jones, what do you think of the ring that
Cordelia is wearing?”
Cordelia’s heart was pounding. She instinctively covered the ring on her finger.
Oliver stood up, saying with a courteous smile, “Ms. Cordelia, I wonder if I can
take a look at it?”
Cordelia hesitated. At that moment, some curious colleagues out there were
watching.
Karine crossed her arms before her chest. There was a grin at the corner of her
lips as if she was ready for a drama.
“Mr. Jones, this ring is worth nothing,” Cordelia said softly. “It's just a dress ring.
There's nothing special about it. It’s not worth it to take a look at it.”
“Really?” Karine's shrill voice echoed. “Hah! I heard someone telling me that this
was her wedding ring!
“Why are you so petty, Cordelia? Mr. Jones is passionate about precious stones.
Just show him! He's the company’s VIP. Don’t you dare offend him!”
Cordelia took a deep breath. She now understood the real purpose Karine had
opened the windows and door.
She froze for a few seconds before removing the ring expressionlessly. She
placed it on the desk.
Oliver smiled. He put on a pair of white gloves, and then he took the professional
Chelsea Filter out of his bag. He picked up the ring carefully and looked at it
thoroughly.
However, the more he looked, the more dramatic his expression became.
Cordelia was nervous. Marcus had told her that the ring did not worth much the
previous night.
Karine had brought a jewelry expert here for nothing else but to determine that it
was defective so that she would be humiliated, right?
“Ms. Cordelia.” Oliver suddenly spoke. “Where did you get this ring from?”
Cordelia was confused when she saw his serious and shocked expression.
“My husband gave it to me. It's my wedding ring. Is there a problem?”
Oliver's eyes widened. “May I know what your husband's name is?”
Cordelia frowned, finding the question that came out of nowhere strange.
Nevertheless, she remained courteous as she replied softly, “Grist.”
Oliver was stunned. Not only did the doubt in his eyes not go away, but there was
more now.
How was it possible that he was a Grist? The tiny, inconspicuous totem on the
ring was the symbol of the Hamertons from Centrolis!
If he were not mistaken, the ring was the Hamertons’ heirloom. It was worn by
their ancestors of noble status in the past.
Karine noticed the odd expressions on Oliver's face. Failing to hold back, she
asked. “Mr. Jones, what's wrong with the ring? Hah, is it fake?”
More and more people gathered outside to watch and discuss among
themselves.
Cordelia bit her lip and silently took the ring back. She put it on her ring finger
again.
“Not only is the ring authentic, but it's priceless.” Oliver removed the gloves. “This
is an emerald, while the ring should be pure gold extracted from the Hume Gold
Mine. Although the design is ancient, it's priceless.”
“What!?” Karine had a change of expression. “M-Mr. Jones, are you sure about
that?”
“What? Are you questioning my competency?”
“No, no. That's not what I meant...”
Displeased, Oliver glared at her. He then looked at Cordelia with all smiles. “Ms.
Cordelia, this emerald’s size, purity, and toughness is rare. The value would be
immeasurable if you were to auction it at Christie's!”
Cordelia was surprised by what he said.
Meanwhile, those people who had assumed they were in for a show were
shocked. They whispered among themselves. They had complicated looks on
their faces as they looked at her now.
“I heard Ms. Cordelia is outstanding in sales. I'd like to speak to you about some
businesses with my company. I wonder if you have time for that?”
Cordelia was stunned. She looked up and looked into Oliver's warm eyes.
She chuckled. Why would she reject business that came to her doorstep!?
“Please wait for me in the meeting room, Mr. Jones. I'll pour you a cup of tea and
show you my sales plan.”