Sam signed to Aria, "He's not bad!""Your praise is never a good sign," Aria replied slowly. Now that she had saved Philip, she had no desire to linger and face Blake. "Uncle Will, shall we browse the shops?""Sure, let's go." Before leaving, Will scoffed. "Panne Street allows anyone to make a living, but harming others will only lead to lawsuits."Blake offered a light smile. "Mr. Weller, I only help those destined for me. It seems our fates no longer intertwine as of today.""Mr. Windsor," Aria began, fiddling with her pendant. She met his gaze sharply. "You mentioned fate with my uncle. Did you study Decator or Pristine? Considering your prices, Decator seems unlikely. Pristine focuses on cultivation, not fate. They wouldn't use terms like 'fated.' It's interesting how you studied neither."Turning toward Philip, Aria continued, "Mr. Philip, since you paid me, allow me to offer some advice. Nowadays, both Decator and Pristine practitioners have certifications. A truly talented
A crowd gradually gathered on Panne Street after 5:00 pm. Lights flickered on, and vendors began setting up their stalls. With the development of the internet, some people were even livestreaming to sell their items.Despite the sizable crowd, the atmosphere remained subdued. Most people kept to themselves, their conversations hushed.A variety of gemstones were on display, yet Aria struggled to find the topaz stones she desired. This was because of the limited profit in it unless it was carved.Only two stalls offered raw topaz, and their prices were exorbitant.Will picked up a paper fan. "Mr. Martines, a thousand dollars for three stones? That's outrageous!""They came from Topaz Mountain, consider the travel costs! Business has been rough lately, Mr. Weller. How about a deal? Buy something else, and I'll throw in the stones. This oil burner, for instance, has a fascinating history," Ezra Martines countered, attempting a sale.The oil burner did pique Will's interest. "Don't
Charm Coin was also known as Charm Token. It was an ancient coin that people used to ward off bad luck. It originated at least a thousand years ago, rarely seen in the modern day. It was a remarkable feat for Aria to be able to acquire the coin!Ezra's exclamation drew a crowd of curious vendors. "It truly is a Charm Token! My word, you're incredibly lucky!"Vendors swarmed Aria with offers. "Miss, would you be interested in selling the coin? I'll give you five thousand dollars!""Five thousand? Don't try to bluff her! This costs at least 60 thousand dollars!""60 thousand dollars? Miss, don't listen to them! I'll offer you 200 thousand dollars."Ezra felt extremely regretful when he saw the events unfolding. He couldn't believe he had given out Charm Coin as a gift! He even said that Aria knew nothing.How could Will say that Aria was just his niece? She was obviously an expert in ancient artifacts!Ezra felt anxious. "I can give you 300 thousand dollars! Miss, I gave it to
A murmur rippled through the crowd surrounding Aria. "Whoever possesses the Emperor's Coin is guaranteed immense fortune! It's a relic of the royal family, after all!"The people surged toward Aria upon hearing this."Miss, are you willing to sell the Emperor Coin?""I'll offer you 1 million dollars!""Make it 2 million! Miss, please consider it. I need this item as a businessman."The initial commotion had already drawn a crowd, but now, half the market had gathered.Blake was seeing his guests off. As he passed by the throng, he casually inquired, "What's all this commotion about?""A young woman managed to acquire the Emperor Coin. How amazing!"Philip perked up at the mention of a young woman. "Could it be the one who came with Mr. Weller?"Kenny shot the crowd a dismissive look. "Doesn't matter who it is. It's most likely just a publicity stunt. What exactly do you think the Emperor's Coin is? It's not something you can easily collect in its entirety. Vendors who actually
Getting the Emperor Coin was an incredible feat. Even a seasoned archaeologist might have overlooked it in Ezra's stall.For five or six years, Ezra's copper coins had gathered dust. Many customers passed by, some even refusing them as a freebie. Price was all that mattered; nobody cared about rusty coins. But Aria had a keen eye.Disappointment washed over Ezra. He clutched his hair, staring at the candle jar. "How could I have been so blind?"He'd unknowingly possessed a valuable treasure for years. Frustration welled up, turning his eyes red. Millions of dollars worth of items sold for a measly six thousand, the coins included as a throw-in! The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.Just as his frustration peaked, Aria spoke. "Mr. Martinez, your candle jar also seems quite old. It might have come from the same place as the copper coins."Her hint was clear. Not understanding it would be foolish. "Yes, yes. It's from the same place. My ancestors had used it back then.
A large crowd suddenly formed. Will stared at the unbelievable scene before him. Despite having his shoes trampled on several times and his collar askew, he refused to leave.Even after straightening his collar, he remained hesitant. "Ms. Carver, are we just leaving like this? If you want that candle jar, Mr. Martines will definitely give it to you!""The candle jar will only safeguard its original owners." Aria strung the Emperor Coin with the red string before placing it in her bag."Uncle Will, we can't be greedy about others' luck. It might backfire on us. Plus, Mr. Martines is not a bad guy. All his items are genuine," Aria added with a smile.It was true that Ezra sold his items for a higher price. However, the price was reasonable if the items were all legitimate. Ezra rubbed his head after hearing that. "Oh, I thought you'd think I was dumb for constantly buying from him at higher prices.""Good items are scarce these days," Aria said, her intelligence allowing her to se
Sam nodded. He shook the bell again, as if he'd taken a liking to it, grinning widely throughout. Aria's gaze darkened. She'd always believed that nothing was created to be inherently good or evil. Demons were far from being the most terrifying existence in the worldโthat would be the nature of humanity. She'd taken Sam under her wing and would continue to do so until the end. He was just a boy who loved to eat, and it would be fine if she didn't make him angry. Aria pinched Sam's cheeks. Sam suddenly thought of something. He gestured, "That guy from just now is about to die soon. I could smell it.""Everyone has their own destiny. His, however, hinges on whether he races later." Aria couldn't see through the darkness between another person's brows and could only tell one's fortune by analyzing their facial features. Tobias had taught her how to do face reading. One passage in the manual read, "Those with round noses possess good intentions."While Aria couldn't definitivel
"I'm just curious," Aria said with a smile, "Seems like the rumors aren't nice.""Uh, you know," Will said, "The conversations within this social circle are always about the same stuff.""What kind of stuff?" Aria smiled.Noticing that she didn't mind, Will wanted to warn her about the rumors about her. "In the version I heard, you were found in a village and taken back here. Everyone thinks that you wouldn't be that respectable after growing up in that place and that you don't deserve Mr. Landon. "He's rejected you, and the engagement wasn't canceled only because you insisted on hovering around him.""That's about the same as what I envisioned," Aria said sardonically. Her gaze darkened under the sunlight.All the scenes in her dreams were coming true one after another. Aria remembered clearly how those rumors had been the first step to dream-Aria's downfall."What do you mean that was about the same as you'd envisioned?" Will was dumbfounded. "Why would you even think about t
Chaos erupted at the auction. For all their pride and arrogance, the wealthy clients' expressions had twisted into pure panic the moment something went wrong.So, their first reaction was to seek a staff member."The power's unstable!" Dave spoke into the microphone, trying to project calm. "Everyone, stay calm. There's scheduled maintenance in townโit's just affecting the electricity. Nothing's wrong."He genuinely believed that. It was what he'd been told.But Aria knew better. The blackout wasn't random. It was a signal. Sam had tracked down the source of the call. With the exits sealed off, Aria had everything she needed to act.A faint smirk curled on her lips. Without hesitation, she grabbed Landon and swiftly took Aliya hostage. Her movements were sharp, practiced, so fast that no one around her even had time to react.Then came the needles.Aria flicked her wrist, sending a series of acupuncture needles flying. The rich guests closest to her froze in place, locked in stu
Tony's accusation stirred a ripple through the room, and it didn't escape Dave's attention. With a subtle flick of his wrist, he signaled to someone nearby.Aria caught the movement. Her fingers tensed, ready to slip free of the rope she had already loosened. But before she could act, she heard a smooth, composed voice glide through the air."I need her to boost my luck," the man said coolly. "I've done my research. She's the ideal bride for someone like me."Dave stopped in his tracks, and it seemed like he was telling someone else to verify what Landon had said."Sir, it checks out," one of the staff murmured after a brief consultation. "Mr. Crow's fate is complicated. The master said only a spiritual match could extend his life. Otherwise, he won't make it past his next birthday."Dave let out a low chuckle, visibly relaxing. "Well then, Mr. Crow, it seems you've come to the right place. Pleaseโcarry on, everyone."Aria listened in stunned silence. Landon hadn't lied. His life
Aria couldn't tear her eyes away from Dave.He was still quietly speaking to the man on the screen, their exchange shrouded in secrecy. No one nearby could hear what they were sayingโbut Aria could guess. It had to be a deal of some sort, something about her. Everything about Dave's posture, the glint in his eyes, told her this wasn't just business. It was personal.She glanced up at the clock again, nerves coiling in her chest. Something was wrong. Sam was taking longer than usual. That wasn't like him.The auction was nearing its close. They couldn't miss the chance to strike. Sasha, glowing with excitement, clapped her hands and declared, "Six million! It looks like no one else is biddingโcongratulations to our newest member, Mr. Tigerโ""Ten million dollars."The voice sliced clean through the noise, calm, clear, and cold.Everyone turned toward it.A man stood at the edge of the crowd, dressed in a sleek tuxedo dusted with black feathers, his mask intricate and dark.T
Aria had once told Sam to avoid chaos if he couldโbut she'd also said that when desperation knocked, rules could bend.Now was one of those moments.Sam hesitated only briefly before diving in.He had to know who was behind this. Who kept targeting Aria? Who was pulling the strings in the dark? And once Sam decided on something, there was no turning back.Without Aria by his side, he breached the system, knowing full well the other side had already alerted the police.The firewall he faced wasn't just toughโit was nearly impenetrable. It filtered everything, controlling access with surgical precision. But Sam wasn't interested in the broader network. He narrowed his focus and cut straight to the source, filtering out all the noise to lock onto the actual IP.The auction raged on aboveground. The man behind the screen, confident in his usual routine, remained calm and unaware that the mask he'd worn for years was finally slipping. He'd always stayed out of sight, appearing only
While Aria discreetly signaled to move, the auction hall was buzzing with excitement. Laughter echoed, wine glasses clinked, and the room pulsed with greed.Sasha's voice came through the mic, smooth and cheerful. "While everyone's enjoying themselves, let's welcome our latest arrival of the evening."She glanced at the man beside herโher bodyguardโwho immediately stiffened under her gaze.To the crowd, it looked like he was escorting Aria to the stage under control. In truth, Aria's hand was already pressed lightly against his chest, right over a poisoned pressure point. He knew better than to resistโhe'd seen what she was capable of.And she'd made her warning crystal clearโif she was exposed or captured, he wouldn't live to see morning.The guests didn't notice a thing. All eyes were on Aria, their expressions hungry. They saw value in herโfresh, young, healthy. To them, she wasn't a person. She was premium merchandise.She was brought to stand beside a young woman who had alr
Eamon and Waymond had just been thrown out of the Chamber of Commerce. Waymond's face was flushed with fury, his eyes red. "Eamon, why didn't you let me speak earlier? Mr. Lincoln was being unreasonable!"Eamon, ever perceptive, shook his head. "Mr. Lincoln's been bribed. He was never going to take our side."Wise and strategic, Eamon had always been top of his classโbut now, he was even sharper when it came to reading a room."I'm guessing Aria found something during her investigation that made them nervous," he continued. "Durand couldn't have controlled Lincoln on his own. There's more to it."Waymond frowned, still struggling to piece things together. "But who could bribe Mr. Lincoln? Not even the mayor has that kind of sway. He'sโ""What if it's someone from the state?" Eamon cut in, eyes flicking back toward the building. "We need to tell Dad. There's no point in staying here, but there is someone we can talk to.""Who?" Waymond asked quickly. "Lucas Murrayโthe new secr
Durand's expression darkened; Eamon was right. Amos and the official from the state had originally wanted to work with the Grishams, especially Eamon. That was why they used the Fitzroys as a bridge to approach him. Unfortunately, Magdalene had failed to establish any rapport with the Grishams.Instead, she kept criticizing Eamon, claiming he followed Laura's every word, and insisted they had plenty of ways to manipulate the Grishams. In the end, the divorce erupted into a scandal, and the entire Fitzroy family was imprisoned.Ironically, Eamon's actions only impressed the state official more. Durand had even heard Amos say that their leader hoped Eamon would continue working with them as his involvement would ensure their plans progressed smoothly.That knowledge burned Durand with frustration. No matter what he did, he could never measure up to Eamon."It looks like you still haven't grasped the situation, Mr. Grishman. Mr. Grisham Senior has begged everyone, but where did it le
"I'm happy to take over the Grishams' responsibilities," Durand said.Waymond scoffed coldly. "You're not worthy of it.""Mr. Lincoln, it seems someone's not too happy with you."Durand, dressed like a gentleman as always, adjusted his glasses and replied calmly, "Waymond, you've been in this business long enough to know how things work. The Grishams have gained a lot over the years. It's not up to you to decide whether to hold on to it."Leonardo stood, trying to ease the tension. "There's no point in arguing. Let's settle this the traditional wayโwith an anonymous vote. Everyone, write down whether you think the Grishams should step down. Let the vote speak for itself. That way, it'll be fair."He instructed someone to bring in a box, paper, and pens. Each member was handed a set. It was more for show than anything else; everyone already knew how the vote would go.Eamon saw right through their performance, his gaze turning cold as he sat silently. The votes were quickly cast an
"Mr. Grisham, how long your niece stays locked up isn't up to usโit depends on the severity of her crime," Durand said. "As a member of the Chamber of Commerce, you should understand how serious the situation she's stirred up really is. Haven't you read any of the online news?"People are now hoping the Grisham family goes bankrupt. They're even demanding that we, the Chamber, investigate this matter ourselves!"His words made those who had previously wanted to side with the Grishams start to hesitate. With the Draycotts and Fitzroys already doomed, the Grishams had seemed like the next best option. But no one had expected Aria to make such a critical mistake.Public sentiment had turned sharply. The Chamber of Commerce was now being blamed for enabling an economic disaster. What angered the public most was Aria's carefully crafted image. If she'd shown her true colors from the start, they might have ignored her. But pretending to be righteous, only to betray the common peopleโthat w