Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez Novel by Selina Gorges

Three days passed in a flash. During that time, Eagle King had roughly determined where Flying Fish was imprisoned after close observation.

Who would’ve thought the sly Caleb would hide Flying Fish in his lover’s mansion? If it weren’t for his subordinates slipping up while chatting and was overheard by Eagle King who was monitoring them, he never would’ve guessed Flying Fish would be held in such a place.

He truly admired Yvette. These three places were each weirder than the last, but Flying Fish was actually in one of them Tonight, he’d show those sc****ags hell. With Yvette around, Eagle King wasn’t worried about Caleb at all.

The weather in Kransbay was exceptionally good today. Huge clouds floated across the clear blue sky. Wildflowers with fiery red petals bloomed along the path. Under the sun, the ground was smoldering and dusty.

Emerald Auction was like a competition among emerald merchants, a contest of wealth, insight, and courage. Before the auction began, all the raw emeralds were numbered, indicating the quantity, weight, and starting price, though the starting. prices were generally low. They were all publicly displayed for three days

The merchants would carefully examine each exhibit, select the raw emeralds they needed, and evaluate their value to determine the best bidding price before placing them in the bidding box.

As many were competing and none knew of the other’s bid prices, setting the right price for the same raw emerald was tricky. If the price was too high, they’d suffer losses. But if it was too low, someone else might buy it. In auctions, it was common to lose out on a piece worth several hundred thousand dollars by underpricing by just a few dollars.

The exhibition hall was filled with old-mine raw emerald pieces, with prices ranging from several hundred thousand dollars. to several million dollars. Gigantic raw emeralds weighing several tons with excellent surface quality could reach over 30 million dollars.

This year’s Emerald Auction was held in the city center exhibition hall, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people. Emerald enthusiasts from around the world gathered here, hoping to buy the best stone for the lowest price. Some people arrived at the exhibition hall early, carefully examining each stone.

Stone gambling was where one cut could lead to one’s wealth or ruin. Many desperate people came here to risk it all. In short, they all had one goal-money.

Only two people differed from the crowd. One was Yvette who was already at the entrance, and the other was Jeremiah who was still on the way. They were there for Caleb.

At the entrance, Kevin and Martin held the lowest-grade invitations. The staff on both sides took a quick glance and pointed toward a random direction. In Clusia, Kevin’s family was quite wealthy, and he was often addressed as Mr. Garcia wherever he went. He had never been treated so indifferently before, and felt slighted for the first time by the gatekeepers.

His face filled with resentment as he complained, “Uncle Martin, these Kransbayans are too contemptuous of us.”

Martin looked at Kevin’s naive expression and felt helpless, knowing he was spoiled by his family and completely unaware of the harsh realities. He scolded, “Do you know where we are? This is Kransbay, a no-man’s hand. If you keep talking recklessly like that and someone hears you, no one can save you

Kevin was only complaining, so he shrank back at Martin’s words. He knew this place was a hundred times more dangerous than Clusia, so he didn’t dare speak out. He didn’t want to appear submissive to Martin either, so he could only look around. awkwardly

At that moment, Kevin spotted the girl he’d met on the plane and at the hotel. He thought it was too coincidental. As he was upset with Martin, Kevin seized the chance while Martin was engrossed in checking some raw emeralds and quickly headed toward the entrance.

Yvette wore a loose white T-shirt that revealed a hint of her collarbone with some baggy sweatpants. One would think she accompanied by ten expert martial artists, and the hall is full of his men equipped with heavy weapons. I’m afraid it’s not suitable to fight here.”

Jeremiah placed his cup down, his expression unpredictable and his tone mysterious. “No need to rush. There are plenty of opportunities.”